Those hands, let them stop touching..
Those eyes, let them stop looking..
Those words, let them stop talking..
Hands that hit and hands that feel..
a body once pure now cursed to never heel.
Eyes that cry and full of desire..
a face with a mask to never show.
Words of hatred and words full of lies..
telling what should never been told.
Her life scared so young..
by those she loved and never return.