3 December 2012
Her bruised back changing from black to blue, like the night to day time sky.
Her smile truely gone.
Lost. Stolen from who made it drop.
The happiness in her eyes, sourly has no trace.
Broken down. A shell of her old self.
Doesn't speak much.
Clearly have grown shy.
Like her bruises she changed quick.
If I ever meet him, all I could do is ask." Why?"
Why? • Opuss № I