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"What time is it" she thought, as she lie on the ground
Her bare naked body had been beaten and bound
fine hairs on her arms stood erect, nipples were taut
Wandering eyes were mobile, the rest of her body was not
"How did I get here" she could not recall
All she remembered was the pain of the fall
The sound of her cat crying was on repeat
The aroma she smelled was of hamburger meat
A towel, just above her breast, tied in a knot
That much she recalled, the rest she forgot
A blanket of trees covered her view of the sky
Disoriented and panicked, she must have been high
The wicked pain convinced her she was not quite dead
Tried screaming, but was dumb
couldn't remember the last thing she said
"What day is it" she pondered, "for that matter, what year"
She knew she wasn't deaf, for the birds she could hear
Circling around her they seemed evil and starved
Attracted to her blood, where her body had been carved
Organs shut down, she suddenly dies
No time for her life to flash before her eyes
Her soul hovered above her lifeless shell
For a moment she thought that she was in hell
The pain had ceased, she felt fear, no more
Suddenly she remembered what she couldn't see before
Dancing in the kitchen, dinner on the stove
Cat perched on the counter, suddenly dove
Cleared the skillet by a hair, but her tail braised the eye
Arched back, tail raised, she painfully cried
The cries didn't cease as the hours ticked by
A blow to the head caused the kitty to die
Unexpected company, abruptly had arrived
The torture that played out, made this stranger feel alive
A needle to her arm sacrificed her sanity
Her face was planted firmly atop her vanity
Towel ripped from her body, Penetration from behind
White powdery substance, Perfectly lined
Aroused yet again, as her insides were exposed
Her body, a tool, for him to implode
Watching what occurred, in her life before
Was nothing short of chilling to the core
 Couldn't be heaven, too much sin to be seen
She must have been stuck somewhere between
She abandoned the vessel that carried her soul in the past
Pushing through briers and limbs, moving rather fast
Trees opened up, she looked around in disgust
Bodies covered the ground, disposal of his lust
Blood curdling screams were all she could hear
As each women's story revealed
It all became clear, why she was here 
Her purpose was the  power she wield
The last tear drop fell
She felt rather well
appointed and proud, she realized her worth
Revenge was her ticket  to escape this earth
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