Monday, 8 April 2019

night shift
moves swift  
fists clenched
mind drenched
in darkness
and fear
trembling steps
so still so warm
silence before the storm
lightening strikes 
as those hungry eyes
pounce on her 
she screams she cries
louder than thunder 
but in vain
so much pain so much pain
heart aches
faith dies
should've seen her shining eyes
should've seen the dream they saw
before you raped her and ate them raw

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