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Abused



How could she resist
Her bones were weak
Unable to resist
The twisting of its wrist
The peeling of her skin
Caused by a human stronger
That her sanity began to leak
Her cerebrum had become weak
What leaped inside her
Was crushed
Because the only time
She felt useful
Was when he felt horny
Ridden agonizingly like a bicycle
With time all she cuddled was pain
Everything was taken
She had become a human
Insane
Her head loosing to the abuse


© Anthony Amanso
Jan 2018

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