Nightmare

Put shutters on her eyeball
Waiting for winsome reverie
Nonetheless she had nightmare
Set cover on her jaws
Tied up het hand
Not able to move
Strip off her core
Rapist closer to her
Zip off their own wear
Sit on her coffer
Ribbing rod on silent cadaver
Thats was not the end act of their pleasure
Riven both legs of her
Agoinising pain of her
Impassive blackheart of theirs
Didn't care about the bleed of her
To defy, didn't had that vigor
The dead soul of her
Their proceeds cross all the confines
Hunger of their rod not yet finishes
All jump into her small holes
This times she screams like dreadful
As her vines bursting out
No one hear her slient voice
As her mouth were clothed
They cut her private parts
To make their hunger fill
Her neck gets dry
Bleed and marks on her entire cadaver
Appealing deity to kill her
Satisfied rod gets tired
But their hunger denies to rest
Picked up the corpse of her
Locked her into a room
It was not a Nightmare for her
As she open eyes of her
Having the same pain and tear
It was all the flashbacks history of her.