Rapist Poems - Poems about Rapist

they said he drained them — not with charm but with a syringe. office door closed, fake smile, real bad smell. the papers called him a vampire. he was worse. blood dripping in tubes, dripping like old beer from busted taps in dead bars at 2 a.m. no bats, no castles, just a slob in a tie, a geek who found horror in a bored suburb. he worked next to...

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I have: NO safety NO person NO belief NO way of knowing NO way of feeling NO strength NO voice NO acceptance NO face NO body NO smile NO whole heart NO empty thoughts NO full trust NO idea why NO idea how NO forgiveness NO hope for you NO hope for me NO healing NO trust NO control NO maybe NO might NO possibly NO somehow NO just in case NO guess NO answer You want me to say yes? I say NO. loudly. As if...

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There lives a DAM so MAD. She is a DON for whom you must NOD. Without it, go not DOWN unless you want WOUND. Kindly use DOGs as sacrifices to the gODs. You definitely have a DEAL, when dogs LEAD....

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Everything you did to me Is already done to you What a weak man it takes to rape You can never take my essence In fact your muddy mutters rather Sound like desperate crimson cries of an infant One who had too little of this too much of that And still your parents are not your scape goat You choose to try and...

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Dear Almighty! I've lost the man Whose rib you pulled out of him And transformed it into me. I've lost the protector of my life. That special shield of mine Is no where to be found. My son, husband, the father of my babies And the head of my family Has disappeared into thin air. The true...

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Hey you a rapist Stop acting like an artist How do you feel making her scream A ruthless satisfaction that turned her future to dream Is it worth the violation Cos of your selfish temptation Look into her eyes before you made her lie The horror in her eyes could make her die To welcome suicide the next thing after....

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Therapy is afraid of me, I'll write it down for you to see. The mental examination process of my necropolis, Abomination  of mental stability, into a thought abyss. If you think before you act, you're ability surly increases, Leave your emotions at the door or you may fall apart into pieces. Don't question your intuition, It's...

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The rapist lives for grasp and folley. His motives are quite few. You see him fight for what he wants -a consequence of two. He's all but sure of what he needs and tells you to be still. The truth of what he'd have to hide for life to go on to. When all along he seems to see an image for his mind. That...

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Fragment images illumined A hostile sight of no mercy Found no escape, I was destined ...

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We welcomed you in our lives When you had nobody by your side You had reached your end,and only awaited fate You had nothing to hold to,and all in you was angere You cursed,made wishes and regreted all You was one of us then, We brushed away your past and we gave a smile to you Joy and happiness was in you...

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The Moroccan star shines down on me tonight Giving me light to keep going Have to fight Masquerading as a white knight You are but a dark, gloomy reminder of Hell Dancing on my spleen Crumpling my feet Galloping across my heart Trampling my mind with your corrosion and wrath You masqueraded as a Moroccan man Pretended to possess gentleness and beauty Deceived me into thinking...

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Could have been A beautiful meeting Your strategic plans were puny But mighty Your sword was dull to the touch But pricked my finger as I stroked it Your lips seemed gentle and pristine But, when I turned my back I felt your bite You tore my flesh Sometimes I feel a gentle breeze Sometimes I long for the beauty of Morocco Craving the exotic...

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You have died a thousand deaths since the day you invaded the gentle, passive meadows in which I walk upon. You thrust your evil hand on my pristine petals, eroding the beauty that once lay in your view. You ravaged the garden of peace, and left it a field of complacency. You congratulated yourself for the prisoner of...

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Where you travel it will follow behind you closely watching your every move. When you try to discern where you should move your knight I will be waiting with phantom and fright Like a maze of mirrors you will look around and not be able to find your way out. You entered this house of horrors when you...

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In the tower of terror there is no safety zone There are no rules that keep you from harm What you see is not what you get You experience a series of twists and turns that bedazzle you. Jousts and riddles, laughs and giggles can you make your way out? Dreadful and bleak your disguise helps you gain entry to the...

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