A picture perfect homeAnd a gentle looking giant

Towering over her precious frame

A smile on her torn lips

And a black eye

Hidden behind the shades she wore

And the dab of cosmetics

Everyone wonders why she wears a scarf

Why she didn’t want to leave

Every night 

I’d watch from my window

As silhouettes clashed

Fists to face

And screams muffled

By the sound proof walls

I’d curl up in a ball

Wishing i could save her

Until one day The silhouettes were gone

An ambulance swooped in

And sirens wailed

The medical examiner

Said she died of blunt force trauma 

The M.E lied

We all knew what killed her

It was the monster hidden in her silence

Sitting by the corner

Now she’s gone 

A victim of her own silence

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