Screams of pain echoed in the dead room,
That shivering voice disappeared in the gloom.
Eyes gleamed tears because of torture,
Vanished the respect of her.The sinner enjoyed the Vicious act,
His heart felt tranquil more as he attacked.
He seized everything off her system,
And she roamed with a tag of rape victim.~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~~•~•~•~•
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜
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