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Raped

Contributed by jilted on Wednesday, 9th May 2007 @ 07:13:27 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff

My heart is pounding and I'm short of breath
My mind spins as I sense what is about to happen next
The cold look in his eyes shows no feeling
As I lay pinned beneath him I try to avoid his face and stare at the ceiling

He tries to kiss my lips, I try to scream, he squeezes his hand around my neck
If I make a sound he promises he'll do alot worse than I'm about to get
His strength is overwhelming, I try but I can barely move
So I wait for it to end, it's all that I can do

One hand creeps all over me, the other still holding tight
His mouth discovers my breasts, he sucks, he bites
Then he lifts up my dress and I know whats about to come
He enters, he's rough, he doesn't care he's having fun

I can not help but cry out loud, then quickly remember why I should not
I bite my lip, tears stream down my face as he gives me all he's got
Finally it comes to an end as his poison goes forever inside me
He gets up, I dash for the door but it's locked and he has the key

Just let me go I beg, he smirks and lets me out, not before asking to bum a smoke
I feel my cheeks burn red and I feel so sick and he thinks this is a joke
I drive away, releived that what felt like an eternity is finally over
But the reality was, it's just the beginning, which I soon discover

**That took alot out of me. Will have another instalment another day. Its changed me alot. I do not want to be a victim, especially not his victim. But I feel like thats all I am.

Copyright © jilted ... [ 2007-05-09 19:13:27]
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Re: Raped (User Rating: 1 )
by Randyjohnson on Wednesday, 9th May 2007 @ 11:56:05 PM AEST
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I'm very sorry that you were attacked. I hope the bastard goes to prison. I give this poem a 5 out of 5.

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