The Poison

The darkness in his eyes.

The fear in hers.

Her whimpering.

His threatening.

The clasp of a hand on her throat.

Poison slithering up her thighs.

The darkness engulfing her.

Her boundaries being shattered.

Its over for him in a matter of minutes.

But her bruises will last a lifetime.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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