She Too

Youpele

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1 July, 2016

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She Too

Disclaimer!!!
I am not the painter of any of the arts I collaged in my artwork. I was only inspired by them. The arts are pretty amazing and the story embedded in them.
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Metal spring bed shrilly shrieking,
undulating with a rhythmical feeling
Alternately dilating and shrinking,
quasialternately, hopping and sinking

In an almost dark camp tent,
Being bathed by an hellish sun that's unpenitent.
He pounced on me having cognizance
I'd give no bump heads to his advance.

He threw wide my legs, my skirt
ascended. Graved my arms. Eyes squirts,
my already dead innocence nailed again
Lil adolescent mammary gland felt his frame

He submerged his face, sucked and bit it
Yet it was better than the torture I felt beneath
My skin under wearing and tearing
Warm liquid escaped. Voiceless wailing

couldn't get into the hearing of any
who would help, only to many
other beasts who take turns.
Different day, different beast, same mourn.

My schoolmates who were prettier than I,
have been bought off by suitors. Nigh
and far, rich and poor, they came to buy.
Those of us left, satisfy the beasts' appetite

For hours I rumbled till he was done.
Piehole already dumb, legs numb
He left satisfied. Blood on the sheets
My dream future on exile. Extinction no longer exist.