by Crystal Reyes
| his trousers hit the floor,
he thrusts into me
with unnecessary atrocity,
no invitation...
no welcome sign...
no blooming flowers...
just the echo of my screams fighting back his inner demon
i lay there, deadly corpse,
alienated from the flatline of my emotions
the exasperated moan he exhaled was all that it took
to put a halt on his action |
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