Captured without her own consent.
A vile monster with a mind that's bent.
He grabbed her from behind,
Not knowing what is going through his mind.
She looks around to see if anything is recognizable.
Feeling out of sorts and unstable.
He knew what to say to make her afraid.
The touch of a madman, the breath of a heartless blade.
Don't breath a word is what he often said.
Otherwise, she will be nothing but dead.
So she tried her best to listen to his commands.
Along her face came his great big hands.
One dark night, is all it took to make her prepare for her death.
Frightened by what was touching her, and scared to take another breath.
You can't imagine what he has planned.
You can't imagine escaping from his heavy, wet, bloodied hands.
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