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Conquest; in haiku

I lay in silence
as he pries me apart with
a metal crow bar.

I lay in stupor
while he forces open all
my orifices.

I lay in anguish;
he kills me from the inside,
taking innocence.

I lay here dying
with the blood of hate on me
making me a beast

I lay discarded
caged, enraged, and terrified
of what I'll become.


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This did not happen to me or anyone I know.

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  • spideracer
    October 21

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    Wow! I'm glad you cleared up the fact this didn't actually happen to you in your author notes, such imagery to shock some, a crow bar...I'm just trying to picture that in my mind and boy...that's nightmare material. Very well done and so dark for the imagery it leaves in ones mind. Take care and thanks for sharing.