From a project.. 100 themes.
This is #8 but a personal favorite.
This is #8 but a personal favorite.
--Stolen Innocence--
It all happened so fast.
(The wall, the screaming, the men.)
Then time slowed down;
every second was dripping molasses.
We became insects in a spiders’ web:
caught, but still breathing.
Lily and I locked eyes.
(And never looked away.)
And as his thrusting became more painful,
I heard Lily sing
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
... please don’t take my sunshine away."
Hope you Enjoy.
sweatdrop
heart ~Remy
