Freedom
#WritcoPoemPrompt19
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath
like fire.
Do not demand for love and comfort
for her heart,cold, is ready to...
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath
like fire.
Do not demand for love and comfort
for her heart,cold, is ready to...