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    [title] => Raped By The Devil
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    [bodytext] => Please note that this poem is a work of fiction.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
She was just an ordinary girl<br />
With a friendly attitude and bubbly personality<br />
Always the life of the party<br />
Her friends all looked up to her, for she embodied all the things they wanted to be<br />
There was hardly any reason for her to be afraid in her safe little world<br />
How could she even contemplate the pain and horror that was about to unfurl?<br />
It started out innocently enough at first<br />
She was out with her friends, partying and dancing<br />
When she decided to take a break<br />
And went to buy a drink to slake her thirst<br />
On the way to the bar she bumped into a man who seemed ever so charming and handsome<br />
She smiled and purchased her drink<br />
And as she passed that man again he gave her a cheeky wink<br />
He approached her and started to speak<br />
They conversed for quite a while<br />
When the girl had emptied her glass<br />
The man gave a sly smile<br />
And said, 'Would you like me to get you another drink?'<br />
She returned the smile and replied 'Why yes, that was nice of you to ask'<br />
Alas the poor girls innocent Naïveté created a mask<br />
For this man to hide behind<br />
He found that he could lie and pretend to be kind<br />
Just pretend to be civilized<br />
And she won't mind giving up her time<br />
But it was more than time that he had on his mind<br />
He KNEW that he was about to commit a horrific crime<br />
But he didn't care, to him she was just another body he could use<br />
It wasn't his fault that she was too stupid to see through his ruse<br />
As the club was getting ready to close<br />
They left together<br />
Strolling briskly in the crisp early morning weather<br />
Walking on the side walk obscured by darkness<br />
Cast by the giant sky scrapers that rose up<br />
The man grabbed the girls hand and said ' Come with me, I know a short cut'<br />
He directed her on to a path which<br />
Turned into a small alleyway<br />
The girls gut instinct told her to get away<br />
She tried to pull out of his grasp<br />
But his iron vice hold made her gasp<br />
He slammed her body against the wall<br />
Holding her against it so she couldn't move at all<br />
He screamed at her "what the ***** do you think you're doing *****?"<br />
And before she could make a sound he covered her mouth with a wet kiss<br />
He forced himself upon her that night<br />
With the knowledge that what he was doing wasn't right<br />
And when he had finished he disappeared out of sight<br />
When the girl left the scene she looked an awful fright<br />
With her clothes all askew and her disheveled hair<br />
You'd think someone would've noticed her distress<br />
But if they did they chose to ignore it because they didn't care<br />
She went home and into her room<br />
Full of heavy hearted hopelessness<br />
Turned off the light<br />
Kept her emotions shut up tight<br />
She soon became a portrait of gloom<br />
She couldn't eat<br />
Couldn't sleep<br />
And when people tried to talk to her, she didn't speak<br />
A shadow of her former self<br />
She soon fell into ill health<br />
Her weight started to deteriorate<br />
And she ended up with a severe eating disorder<br />
Her parents were mortified, but there was nothing they could do to help their daughter<br />
She was going through her own personal hell<br />
Just an empty shell<br />
She knew she wasn't well<br />
But still she refused to tell<br />
Her parents, in their dismay<br />
Decided to send her away<br />
To a peaceful place where she could stay<br />
And work on returning to her former self<br />
There she would find people who would try to help<br />
And she would try to speak of the inner pain she felt<br />
One day she will be as she was before<br />
All she needs to do is unlock that closed door.
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                                                            <b>Raped By The Devil</b>
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                                                        <font class="tiny"><b>Date:</b> Sunday, 1st June 2008 @ 04:44:55 PM AEST<br><b>Topic:</b> Sad Poetry</font><br><br>
                                                        <font class="content">Contributed By: Drunken_Koala<br><br>
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                                                       Please note that this poem is a work of fiction.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
She was just an ordinary girl<br />
With a friendly attitude and bubbly personality<br />
Always the life of the party<br />
Her friends all looked up to her, for she embodied all the things they wanted to be<br />
There was hardly any reason for her to be afraid in her safe little world<br />
How could she even contemplate the pain and horror that was about to unfurl?<br />
It started out innocently enough at first<br />
She was out with her friends, partying and dancing<br />
When she decided to take a break<br />
And went to buy a drink to slake her thirst<br />
On the way to the bar she bumped into a man who seemed ever so charming and handsome<br />
She smiled and purchased her drink<br />
And as she passed that man again he gave her a cheeky wink<br />
He approached her and started to speak<br />
They conversed for quite a while<br />
When the girl had emptied her glass<br />
The man gave a sly smile<br />
And said, 'Would you like me to get you another drink?'<br />
She returned the smile and replied 'Why yes, that was nice of you to ask'<br />
Alas the poor girls innocent Naïveté created a mask<br />
For this man to hide behind<br />
He found that he could lie and pretend to be kind<br />
Just pretend to be civilized<br />
And she won't mind giving up her time<br />
But it was more than time that he had on his mind<br />
He KNEW that he was about to commit a horrific crime<br />
But he didn't care, to him she was just another body he could use<br />
It wasn't his fault that she was too stupid to see through his ruse<br />
As the club was getting ready to close<br />
They left together<br />
Strolling briskly in the crisp early morning weather<br />
Walking on the side walk obscured by darkness<br />
Cast by the giant sky scrapers that rose up<br />
The man grabbed the girls hand and said ' Come with me, I know a short cut'<br />
He directed her on to a path which<br />
Turned into a small alleyway<br />
The girls gut instinct told her to get away<br />
She tried to pull out of his grasp<br />
But his iron vice hold made her gasp<br />
He slammed her body against the wall<br />
Holding her against it so she couldn't move at all<br />
He screamed at her "what the ***** do you think you're doing *****?"<br />
And before she could make a sound he covered her mouth with a wet kiss<br />
He forced himself upon her that night<br />
With the knowledge that what he was doing wasn't right<br />
And when he had finished he disappeared out of sight<br />
When the girl left the scene she looked an awful fright<br />
With her clothes all askew and her disheveled hair<br />
You'd think someone would've noticed her distress<br />
But if they did they chose to ignore it because they didn't care<br />
She went home and into her room<br />
Full of heavy hearted hopelessness<br />
Turned off the light<br />
Kept her emotions shut up tight<br />
She soon became a portrait of gloom<br />
She couldn't eat<br />
Couldn't sleep<br />
And when people tried to talk to her, she didn't speak<br />
A shadow of her former self<br />
She soon fell into ill health<br />
Her weight started to deteriorate<br />
And she ended up with a severe eating disorder<br />
Her parents were mortified, but there was nothing they could do to help their daughter<br />
She was going through her own personal hell<br />
Just an empty shell<br />
She knew she wasn't well<br />
But still she refused to tell<br />
Her parents, in their dismay<br />
Decided to send her away<br />
To a peaceful place where she could stay<br />
And work on returning to her former self<br />
There she would find people who would try to help<br />
And she would try to speak of the inner pain she felt<br />
One day she will be as she was before<br />
All she needs to do is unlock that closed door.                                                        <br>
                                                        <br>This poem is Copyright © Drunken_Koala<br><br>
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