Desperation in her voice,
“DON'T! STOP! NO...oo! ” she trailed,
As the palm reached her cheek;
...tears, blood; salty mixture of sadness...of helplessness,
Still, he tore....ripped...and unzipped,
Savage desire and beastly lust,
Show of power?
When he was done...
She lay, a horrid painting of salty red, as all went black and...
Daughter of Eve returned to dust,
Stolen by the only witness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God is the Witness.. The Silent Observer... Or not, Nice work