not my photo
Screams of agony fill the room.
Intense, painful, memories come a'knocking; Haunting images of you.
Lust and love it was not,
Eccentric views played by a man no one would ever suspect.
No escape, that's how she felt.
C'mon little one, you would tell her, let's go play a game,
Except that it wasn't a game, was it?
About the Creator
'Lissa Stufflestreet
I'm just a daydreaming college student who's been manifesting becoming a writer since I was five. I never stick to just one writing genre (and typically write dark content). | she/they
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