Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Denied justice, concealing her shame from society.
Reclusive tears settling upon a lake of a broken soul.
A nightmare, these things she endures. 
All behind closed doors.

Belie he appears to be perfect. 
A mirage, an illusion from a master of disguise. 
Carefully he does plot each move.
Like in a game of chess.
He is the king, she is his pawn. 

A marriage yes, 
a partnership no. 
For he controls all that happens, 
behind closed doors. 





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