The excruciating seizure
bars Nelima-she was sauntering from the errands
Somebody skulking drags her into a dark nook
That daylight grin of uncle Ben
instantaneously turns a simper
He goes for the mouth-
The charred palm covers it airtight
The baffled Nelima throws last kicks of a dying horse
She is crucified on the roughened earth
He quickly unclips her bra
and unravels the threads of the smallest attire she is wearing-so roughly!
He forcibly shoves his starving stave
into the negligible space-she is subjected to agony
He micturates his dry spell,
Zips his slacks and turns his back
She is left void
with fresh acute pain all over her integral numbed torso
O, what a pity!
but she was sent on the errands?
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