My Slate...My Scribbles
Saturday, June 4, 2011
End of each day
She stands there under the shower
Letting the gush of water wash
his
filth off her body
She turns it off
Wipes herself
Slips into her bed
Cries herself to sleep
And she wishes
To not wake up at all
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