- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Into Darkness...
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The black night sets in again.
All around only utter darkness.
But, in the shadows, he lurks,
And he knows she can feel him,
Surrounding her.
He's searched for this victim,
Looking through dirty pubs,
Countless brothels
And here, in another mysterious alleyway
He finds her:
This lonely, depressed, unsuspecting girl.
A pretty face.
Seems such a shame:
When dawn appears they won't decipher her,
Like every other young girl he's had.
He creeps up.
And he takes her.
It's nearly become routine.
Each victim is the same story,
The same emotions:
It begins with a surge of excitement: He's found his girl.
Rage knocks in as she starts to struggle.
Then fiery passion while he does the job,
And oh! How he loves all the power!
And then, in the final moments, resentment and self-hatred creep in.
How could he do this? Again?
In seconds, it all goes. The final emotion is left:
Euphoria,
He's done it!
Another prized trophy for his keep.
But, how long will this one last?
He pulls himself together again
And trudges back out.
Out from the black alleyway,
Into darkness.
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