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Death of Love
By Cynthia

Here I sit on this boring train
Trying so hard now to forget the pain
The love of my life has sent me away
Oh how I wish he'd of asked me to stay.

Our lives were destroyed and broken
On the awful night but I'm coping
Barely hanging on by a thread
Sometimes I wish I were dead.

I can still remember the fear
As I entered the room and they appeared
Two naked men wanting my bod
I began praying to God.

Please let this be only a dream
A nightmare, a terribly horrible scene
How could my love do this to me?
My heart was now breaking, why couldn't he see?

Away from that room I had ran
But the horror had only began
He followed me to the next room
And led me back to my doom.

I felt their hands roaming and prodding
Completely, all over my shivering body
Inside I became so numb
Oh God, what have I done?

Our bond of marriage was now broken
I became my husband's token
To be used as a piece of meat
Given to his friends as their treat.

Our love appeared to have died
I felt so empty inside
Such treatment so cruel, tormentful, absurd.

The the loneliness began to creep in
For I knew that I had committed a sin
It worsened when I took these games one more step
And sought out other men and into my bed they crept.

For what I was searching for
God only knows for sure
My heart still felt empty and shamed
I knew it was I to blame.

I should have stopped them that night
Put up a stronger fight
But alas I was too weak
And couldn't bring myself to speak.

I cried when it was over and done
The love of my life had hurt me and won
He convinced me that this was the thing we both needed
Now I realize what a mistake we had greeted.

The love we shared was now broken in two
My heart ached inside I knew not what to do
So in silence I kept our secrets in shame
And still today it is me I blame.

The nights are now lonely and long
My heart is filled with sorrow and wrong
If only I could turn back the hands of time
Perhaps my family would still be mine.

The End

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