Kyle Hamp Poems
! I Will Rape Thee
I will rape thee-
With my savage love;
Born from the rural pot.
I will rape thee
And while I rot-
I will pray that you do not.
But, I will save thee
You've needs: the sting of me...
And I will rape thee-
Because I know
Only to love and rape thee.
Run and run from the big bad truth-
We both know that they don't have proof.
Childish ways to build their own.
Just look around...you're not alone.
Shout it out, your strength in pain.
They'll never bother you again.
Jealous all for wanting you.
Hating all for wanting you.