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    dots Submission Name: Catastrophic, Impure And Fuckeddots
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    Author: Axestasy
    ASL Info:    16/Male/Australia
    Elite Ratio:    5.31 - 12/8/11
    Words: 460
    Class/Type: Poetry/Death
    Total Views: 598
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       About a brutal rape in an empty alley. Nothing unique, but so sick. You can always make things more powerful when they aere more extreme.


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    Silence follows your every echoing footstep
    Through the cold dead night you walk alone
    A bare but wicked vapour surrounds your shivering body
    And eerie spirits blanket the stone
    Your footsteps quicken as you hear another
    A sudden panic strikes you in the chest
    You stride quickly across the empty road
    While terror quivers in your breasts
    Down a darkened street you turn unnoticed
    But there’s more than deadened spirits out at night
    Never does it seem you’ll reach your doorstep
    So far away from all that’s good and right
    Another sharp turn left and an alley stops you still
    Pitch black and freezing cold you lose your breath
    Heavy thudding boots to capture you in terror
    The frightening sound of danger, dread and death

    And suddenly you’re captured, a tight grip around your mouth
    You’re stomach sinks, terrified of this nightmare
    The dead and bitter atmosphere exacerbates
    As he runs his roughened hands through your sleek hair
    In a sudden rush of terror you free yourself and scream
    Wildly he beats you to the ground
    Your trembling body tenses and your skin is lined with sweat
    And no one hears these terrifying sounds
    He slides his hand up your dress, despite your wild shrieks
    You tremor uncontrollably, his coarse fingers are inside you
    Horror overtakes you and he sniggers at your helplessness
    Your arms held down there’s nothing you can do
    You beg and plead to be let free but he strikes your cold red cheeks
    Your untamed screaming pierces the soundless gloom
    Almost given up you lose all vigour and you weep
    He enters you in no light but the useless moon

    Petrified sobs grow louder as he laughs loudly at your pain
    He thrusts his vile body into yours
    The ruthless fucking rapist blows your face into the stone
    And powerfully holds you on all fours
    He pounds your purity harder still, no mercy from the cruel
    Screaming, crying, wild jagged rape
    As he ceases up and releases seed into your young body
    He holds you still to stop chance of escape
    Traumatized your breath shortens, stripped of your virginity
    He fiddles with the pockets in his coat
    A gasp escapes your widened mouth as you see it
    He takes his knife and slices through your throat

    “Tragic rape ends in death” the paper headlines read
    The souls of many family and friends are torn
    No evidence to go on, the police cannot deduce
    Inside her lifeless corpse, rapist’s dead spawn
    Suicides in her family, this man has caused the deaths
    Of innocents and grievers in her respect
    A heartless man who took her life and purity
    And the damaged caused he will neglect.




    Submitted on 2007-01-21 16:51:33     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      wow...this is very extreme...and undoubtedly tragic and powerful. It reminds me of a short story I read a long time ago, in a book called "Alfred Hitchcock Presents." What was similiar was the picture of the guy following her. It was basically a story about a woman walking home alone and thinking the whole time about this rapist and murdered who has been running rampant in her town. This was very much like it. I think that is neat, cause that story always struck me. As this does.

    I think this is every woman's fear...and this makes it even worse. Thanks a lot...lol.
    | Posted on 2007-01-22 00:00:00 | by Raivn | [ Reply to This ]


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