The rain seemed to cry with her
Pitter-pattering on the windowpane
And her tears streaming down her cheeks
All in sync, bringing about further woes
She grimaced at the woman she saw in the mirror
Youth had escaped her features
Vitality no longer flourished her bones
Akin to the skeletons she hid inside her closet
What happened to the lady her father had raised
To the utmost admiration of foolish gents?
Now nothing but a mere broken soul
Seeking shelter from the man who promised her the moon
Shame on her!
For who would tie the knot at the age of eighteen
And surrender her innocence
To the hands of the fiend she barely knew?
She reminisced the time she ran away
From the home that tended her
The doleful look on her father's face
Retained until he heaved his final sigh
The tears she cried in her mourning
Was the same tears she had today,
Only now it's for the bruises on skins
And the wounds scarred deep within
A heavy thump brought her back to her senses
She flinched for a second until she felt nothing
Numb would be putting it mildly;
She became emptier than she ever was
Her head was whirred with thoughts
And her vision was fuzzy
She glanced at the man she loved the most
And asked where did she go wrong
But her voice was hoarse when she speak
She was too fragile, too docile
And in one final blow,
She closed her eyes and submit to the reaper's call
The rain grieved her demise
Pitter-pattering on the windowpane
A teardrop fell down her cheek
All in sync, bringing about further woes
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