Whispered words among people wondering,
Why that girl is here
The silky dress,
Hiding things,
That would only accommodate their fears
No one asks because no one knows
Whether they want the answer
Only one is brave enough
To find out if it's worth the bother,
Are you okay?
A simple question, brought her to her knees,
I guess that answers deepen,
If you look between the strands of hair, Covering her face
Her eyes watering heavily
She opens her mouth to speak,
The silk dress is the best hiding place of all,
If you want hide abuse.
Honorable mention
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