Abuse domestic possession evil dark twisted rape control manipulation
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The silence was overwhelming,
Rushing over me like a flood.
The darkness swallowed me up,
For those dressed in long draping sleeves
on the sunniest of days,
quivering as they walk
wincing subtly with each step
For those with lilac bruises
outlined by hints of yellow
She's shoved, under theseOld archways, while this Preist, whoSpeaks in Forgottentongue, banishes dark demons,From her newly blessed body
Filfthy rotten hands
Mutilate and ruin
Destroy a pure soul
Knowingly disrespect her innocence
Tainting a child
Instilling terror
That is everlasting
A sort of pain
That never vanishes
