Words splashed across the page
Boldly erratic and red in its rage
Barely contained
Dignity unretained
Miles away, her screams were heard loud and clear
Echoing forgotten ones of someone dear
Who shut her eyes to draw a clean slate
But soon realized redemption would come a moment too late
Misty sheets of rain, the turned knob would pour
Yet somehow they remained, the scars that they bore
Seemingly and infinitely unclean
All because of ghost hands that are now unseen
Cover and cower; the silence is now deafening
Run and hide, 'til in their minds their eyes stop smoldering
Soon the skies will lighten, a new day comes without thunder
But two lives have still been torn asunder
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