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Cry of distress


Babe come in its cold that was the catch line of my pain so pure so virile so innocent l was so trusting l saw roses in cactus so gentle a man he was so kind l thought ahhh l thought so such sweet gentle lambs still exist l didn't see the blind fold no then the door clicked lock and l saw hell on earth I remember it like its yesterday my wounds are raw they are marred with salt "dare scream,l kill them all" That beast wiped my innocence clean The confusion,the agony,all my pain is raw l was limp l was helpless how could he be so heartless and such a wretch my eyes are now dry l have cried salt out and dry but my heart is raw. lt hurts,can someone heal me?
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Leticia M

I am Ugandan pursuing a degree in law.l love poetry and have written since l was seven.l am very sensitive to issues on violence.l am a daughter to Mr and mrs Mutumba

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