Something So WrongA Poem by Frank F. AtanacioSadness, rape, violenceHis arm strong, his mind strong, his touch strong, he leaned closer, something so wrong, he touched her hair, some redness on his hand, but he was in charge, he had command, she was nude, he was rude, quietly rude, her flesh weak, her eyes fluttered, she couldn’t remember a thing, was it a just a fling? Focus, something he seeks, drugged, her legs weak, his lust, to have her, he must, something weird that day, and something so wrong, so he had his way. © 2009 Frank F. Atanacio |
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Added on January 14, 2009 AuthorFrank F. AtanacioShelton, CTAboutI'm a fun-loving person who loves sports, baseball, and football, and enjoy writing I love writing my Nick PT Barnum Mystery Novels... New One Out Now When The Kingdom Comes God Will Understand.. Che.. more..Writing
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