Goddess, Iwant it all taken away From me, I want the hurt and suffer to Wash from my tattered skin, so used and abused by the men.
Taken Stolen with out permission. I have no Shield, no armor.
His hands currpted and stole away my passion for life andI say nothing itill to late.
I have to deal with it , I accept the attack , the wound never healing..
I Tried to cutt it away, To scratch away his hands and touch , Filthy that it was I still was branded By it . It is immune to soap and water. Uable to be washed aw
Please tell me what you think
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Ahh yes i see a little of Lady Macbeth in this piece, no matter how many times she washed or rubbed her hands they were never clean. It would be interesting to know how many goddesses answered the peoples call.
Great write here. Well Done
NS
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