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He came again last night

tore me like paper

nails thundering a fiery whisper

splashes of blood against my skin

hair stuck to a lined brow



Oh so roughly did he batter me

broken body hidden in plain sight

amongst the shatters of a sigh

Tears so salty, making me choke

amongst moans of terror and pain



Weakly, pale hands flutter

tracing whorls against a stony back

protesting innocence in a steamy voice

with lips painted red and black

cutting teeth on trapped thought



Free will flees at that gaze

burning me with hatred and anger

getting hold of me possessively

shaking me down to the core

making me plead for him not to stop