![]() VictimA Poem by KittybellLock all your windows, Bolt all your doors, You can't lock me out, I'm already indoors.
Now I will take you, I'll take you alive. Your life depends One how well you survive.
This darkened place Is the last thing you'll see. Your sight is black Where can you be?
Your hands are bound The the rope untorn. I'll beat you,I'll rape you, Your body left worn.
Your soul will depart, No longer held victim. Your lord awaits For you to walk with him. © 2009 KittybellAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 7, 2009 Last Updated on May 11, 2009 Previous Versions Author![]() KittybellAboutI love to write but do more stories than poems. If you want more than that too bad for you! more..Writing
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