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Tryst
His mouth shot out deviant words,
like maggots from
a decomposing corpse.
Indelible face in my memory,
laughing at me
like a sadistic madman.
Lustful hands touched me,
left me fleeing in my head.
Escaping my hellish nightmare,
like a child
caught up in a fantasy.
His deed was completed,
and I left to exhalt him.
I am Satan's concubine.
