Chastised was the young lady, shaved bald,
Only the reasons to her torture were never told,
Missing not a seconds, stranger, a preacher or friend,
Pitiful although they did not put an end,
Lovelessly he let loose his frustrations,
Every time he'd lash out no hesitations,
Though now that is- was her past,
Ended, the bitter shadows cast.
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Hi my name's Shaheena, or shapeenur, whatever floats your boat, whatever grinds your h- I mean. Yeah. Whatever floats your boat. I've recently been described as a 'social recluse' while in a social situation, so. I like, no, love writing, I particularly LOVE writing and reading poetry; I'd really appreciate if you checked out any of my works. :).
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@dylan23 I was trying to capture the sinister essence, and yes he was a sort of 'one sided' lover. And thank you very much😊😘
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