Slow Pain

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Grab her helpless body.
Hold her arms tight.
Trip her, let her fall.
She bangs her head.
No escape, nowhere to crawl.
Red liquid, blood shed.
Slowly in and out.
While she shakes about.
Screams so loud.
He smiles so proud.
Once his done he spits on her.
Calls her a whore.
Even pisses on her.
With so much fear who can she call.
No one believes what she says.
With little hope, She knows God hears her prayers.
Who can believe, it was her uncle who did it.
Red liquid again, but on a razor she licked it.
She liked it, she's sucking on her arm hoping it drains.
An act of 30 seconds caused so much pain.

I'm completely against abuse. Thought I'd write something about it. I just hate seeing someone over power someone else cause they want to boost their ego.

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