dark, viscous liquid pouring out of her lungs
the floor was their teacup and she provided them the drink they yearned for
the mouth opens, blood gushes out of it.
thick and charcoal black,
they lick every drop, and ask her for more.
seizing the head to limit movement; they tear her apart for more.
an empty corpse but with their desires unfulfilled
none bother,
she lies lifeless but still aches
she crumbles on her own, all alone
An empty corpse but with their desires unfulfilled
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Cerene
The Abandoned Woman, Female
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