Broken Soul

Broken Soul

Beautiful, happy and carefree
Was her life bursting with colors vibrant
She looked at the world with her big brown twinkling eyes
And trusted anyone blindly.

Blindly she followed her neighbor
A man who then played on her innocence
Luring the child into a dark desolate place
The beast in him unleashed terror.

Terror in her eyes didn’t melt him
Neither did those heart wrenching cries of help
Not only her clothes, he ripped apart her soul too
She bled, her condition turned grim.

Grim looked her future, and gloomful
Broken as she lay in the hospital
Humanity too lay in shambles, having scarred
A soul so pure and beautiful.


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