Rape

Thinking, relying
The darkness shrinking.
The light everlasting
Is the side of the sky.

That guy, lifting breaking
Thrusting member.
Strikes the victim
And renders her weakling.

This happens, happened whore,
Not good girl no more.
The virgin lays dropped
All grace stripped,

Laying on the ground
Cold wet and bound;
Is this victim unwound
Spralled upon this ground.

Tears stain her cheeks,
Blood encrusted for weeks
Under her nails from him,
The one who left the film.

That sticky mess, never.
Could not remove forever.
She tried, yet it stayed
And washing, she cried.

Never, did she permit.
Never, was she lit.
A candle now engulfed
Is all that’s left dead.

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