She never spoke but words where embellished upon
her features. Her distressed ink smudged on her white
features marking on ever word painted upon her.
Her purity was now blemished not as it was, but with
ever word discarded on her she became not once before.
voices became stains on every part of her anatomy.
Features were darkened but her visage was scared never
to be as what was before. Words can hurt even become
part of us, but others can stain our purity with just words.