Few raindrops, a dusky evening,
She walks by the eerie lane,
The sound of silence makes her spine tremble,
Predatory eyes gawking her again and again.
Leaves crumble, as she steps on them,
A silhouette passes by when she turns her head.
Footsteps in the distance, make her wonder,
What journey lies ahead.
Layers of clothes wrapping her body,
And monsters unwrapping them with their eyes,
Approaching her with lecherous desire,
They begin to fantasize.
The sound of her heartbeat,
Echoes throughout her body as her steps speed up.
Suddenly she felt a touch,
That bore the intent to corrupt.
The grasp was too powerful for her to resist,
Encircled by four, she stood in the midst.
Tears of agony rolling down her cheeks,
She found herself begging to those freaks.
Her cries of suffering went unheard,
As they began to tear apart her clothes,
The demons of that night smiled,
As her physique lied there, exposed.
One by one they ravaged her body,
Seized her innocence away from her,
The sound of her screaming angered them,
So they made sure, she suffers.
Her tears dried out,
Her voice became numb,
They abandoned her in her own pool of blood,
Made her a corpse with no promising days to come.
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