Marci Ward

Marci WardI lived in a rich,
fancy house that
became a prison
of unspoken
In college I
was engaged to James,
who was only
with me because my
family name
could help further his
When he found out the
truth of what we
really were, he dropped
me with a cruel
efficiency. No
one would touch me
afterwards. Even
after I moved
far away to start
a new life, I
always feared people
could see my shame.
So I tried to stay
I succeeded, since
I died alone.

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