Poem Hunter
CR (May 19,1992 / Kodiak alaska)


in the darkest hours of the night she finds herself searching for the forbidden light. knowing that she searches for that which is burried beneath her in the deepest depths of hell. so she stays locked away in this cell alone in the days and tortured in the nights. in their anger she finds most of her pain as the abuse her mind and rape her body over and over again. she used to be called beautiful, sometimes people would say she looked like an angel bathed in heavens glow, now her skin is burned and her body remains broken as she shivers from fear every time those bastards get near. each night they come with a renewed rage, sometimes they'd just beat her with their hands, other times the cut and make her hurt so much she can't stand. they seem to get their pleasure from seeing her bleed crimson and from hearing her cry out in agony.

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