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Rape

Dark clouds rise in the skies with the high pitch of loud thunder Even the old to the young can't escape the destruction of society's outrageous plunder. Shredded clothes, Aching bones, and ripped souls leaves physical impressions of a story untold. Desperation of ejaculation Thrusting in penetration With dismal elation from unwanted relations. The sounds of.... Please! Help! Stop! and No! , comes from the voice of one's own devastating complications. Desperate is she to find the exit to the world of escape. Being backed into a corner with.. Fears Tears and memorable years when one has experienced the world called 'Rape'. Tiffany Saxon

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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