Don't scream
when the lightning heralds
the thunder's scorns
Lie still
eyes open
pretending to see
Pray for unconsciousness
and you shall have it
He can fuck you till you die
but you'll never know
safe in your mind
Eyes mirroring back at him
glazed to conceal the soul
only a vacancy at home
You can't really feel anything
discount it tomorrow
as only a dream
There is no trickling sticky wet
dampening your thighs
When he kisses you
those are not your juices on his lips
not that you'll even notice the kiss
Remember these things
when you're colder
and have the words
and the rage
Let the wrath seethe for now
Keep it locked up
it can only hurt you now
striking
You'll have your chance
Soon
Release the tiger
when the fool expects the lady
Breathe clean passionate violent bloody Heaven
while he must rape
the little children
who will join you in murder
so the tiger runs free
safe from thunder
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