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That Night
I believed the lies you fed me
You were a lion
Playing with its prey
Like a lion
You attacked in the night
I tried to put up a fight
But lions are stronger than lambs
I tried to scream
Suddenly the lion has my throat
I am silenced
Breathing down my neck
shhh the lion says
I feel the sting of my tears
I close my eyes
It was over
Everything after was a blur
All that was left were the
Scars
Bruises
And
Pain
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Ray Whitaker
Thu, 2022-02-03 18:50
Welcome to the website!
Such pain in this piece. The “lion” and “Lamb” worked for me.
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Triskelion
Fri, 2022-02-04 01:48
Welcome
Annabelle!
Thomas
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...so like my lost dreams...the flood
Jackweb
Fri, 2022-02-04 14:31
Great !
The Lion and the lamb creates a terrifying environment. I believe, it gonna be flesh upon flesh!
Well scripted.!
"Poetic license
gives
the poets
the free will to
embroider a good tale
and deviate from the established rules of language"~Jackweb
Geezer
Sat, 2022-02-05 10:49
An all too common...
theme. Not only in the stream of sexual conquest; but in general, of life. Many times, people who are so-called sheep, are taken advantage of and they are told that they should just be quiet and not scream. You made me think about the valid point; that if you are taken advantage of you should protest loud and long! Good work! ~ Geezer.
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