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Naked, her tender slimcut body

rests so silently on the bed

the night is gone, and so is her admirer

she's dying now, unable to speak.

look at her, she breaths with pain,

raped in the night,

morning will come to take her away.

she bleeds, cuts and bruises.

a blindfold to keep her unaware

and a gag to keep her quit.

a call, from a neighbour,

supposed to be at work.

herard her screams,

and called for help.

soon they will take this beauty away

and she will be gone forever,

just like the others,

he admired so dearly in the night.