A Stroll Through The Park

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Submitted: October 22, 2017

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A Stroll Through The Park

Innocence,

a young, beautiful girl.

Embraced by naivete's

grasp.

 

On her way through the fields of joy, she meets a man.

Tall and handsome, wearing an all black suit.

He offers to show her the way to a gorgeous spot in the forest ahead.

“The butterflies are just amazing there.” he says in a low, smooth

voice.

 

she gleefully accepts,

thinking of all the wonderful things she'll see there.

As they're walking amongst the trees, she feels the happiness,

turn slowly towards uneasiness.

 

She becomes confused when The Tall Man

tells her to stop suddenly.

It was a large clearing surrounded by trees.

She begins to shake with fear,

when she feels the forceful vice of the tall mans icy hand

wrap 'round her arm.

 

“ You're mine now, my dear.”

he spews towards her,

his face now distorted with a crooked,

evil smirk.

 

She manages to struggle free,

her fragile hand slapping his grotesque face.

The Tall Man just lets out a sinister laugh

that permeates all direction.

 

She tries to run,

but all she sees is The Tall Man enclosing her.

 

He finally traps her,

throwing her to the ground.

He rips off her floral gown,

pinning her bare to the wet dirt

below them.

 

The fear boundless,

the tears flowing endless,

Her eyes grow in pure terror

as each torturous second

goes by

 

With one dreadful thrust,

his forced entrance is made.

A scream of unrelenting pain,

heard only by the air

is bellowed.

 

The groans and moans

of disgusting pleasure are

combined with the haunting cries

of waning struggle.

Creating a symphony of sin.

 

The Tall Man rises from the ground,

the young girls flower pedals

lie on the cold, unforgiving land.

Crimson defilement

was his achieved goal.

 

She is no longer innocence,

but another victim of Lust.


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