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Under the covers, peeping from below
She tries to find it, but she can’t seem so
Popping her head below the sheets
A world of darkness, of terrifying fear
She hides cautiously in the corner of the room
Waiting to pounce on her lovely prey, so delicious.
She licks her paws in preparation for her meal
Removing the remains of what is left in her nails
It peeps out into the open – looking left, looking right
It scurries across the room to the hole in the wall
A black panther springs out from the walls
Digging her extended claws into the rodent
She licks her whiskers in content.
Dreaming of the next catch tomorrow.
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“Rip my Innocence
Pieces by Pieces
Into Paper Shreds
Like a Plastic Dream.”
“Liquid tears falling
Down my frozen cheeks
Unfeeling, unyielding
A life half complete.”
Metal cranes flying in mid air, laying explosive eggs
Iron steel bars plunging into broken hearts
Gruesome decaying corpses dominate the land
Raped by a hundred men, husbands forced to watch
Marked with an invisible brand, death at dusk
Chilling haunting cries of an abandoned baby
A thousand struggles against the devil’s smile
Wishing for salvation
When they are savages.
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Reflective poem on the Rape of Nanking
“Rapes were often performed in public during the day, sometimes in front of spouses or family members that were tied up and forced to watch. A large number of them were systematized in a process where soldiers would search door-to-door for young girls, with many women taken captive and gang raped. The women were then killed immediately after the rape, often through mutilation, including breasts being cut off, or stabbing by bamboo (usually very long sticks), bayonet, butcher’s knife and other objects into the vagina.”
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by | | FlashFiction
She brought me a plastic doll
On my very eight birthday
It was a joyous occasion
Filled with laughters in the air
I played with it day and night
To days to the end
I love it so much,
I love it so pure,
I ripped its hands and legs apart from its sockets
So it can’t run away from me forever.
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Falling leaves of autumn despair
Dried brownish unwanted children
Left behind by their migrating mothers
In preparation for winter’s storm.
Shadowy figures lurking in corners
Pouncing on naughty children who
Awake from their beds at night
Muffling their screams in agony
Taking them away to eternity
The devil lair awaits those who
Seek refuge from the storms
The fallen ones, the helpless ones
Do not despair, a new future awaits.
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Are you my lovely lovely kitty cat?
Do you love me my darling kitty cat?
You like me rubbing your chin don’t you
you little little naughty kitty cat
Is that why you are so fierce to strangers
because you want to possess your mistress?
Be a good kitty cat and i will certainity
reward you with all my love.
My luvie kitty cat.
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is such feeling that refuses to let go
It lingers and haunts… daily..
drowning in misery of the past
The happiness the innocence…
Lost.
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A icy stone… is so fragile
Just a tiny crack and it will shamble into a million pieces.
