Wind howling, beating against the old wooden door
She picks herself up off the cold kitchen floor
Snowflakes glisten in the lamplight
A beautiful sight, on such a dreadful night

She climbs into their four poster bed
Pulling the tattered down quilt up over her weary and disheveled head
Shielding herself from the cold wintry night
Settling in, covers pulled quite tight

Praying for sleep that never seems to come
She hears the strained beating of a distant drum
Lying alone on this wintry night she plans her escape
As she shivers and shakes

In the eerie moonlight she develops a plan
For freeing herself from this despicable man
Hoping against all hope that it isn’t too late
For this young woman to design her own fate

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