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I kidnaped it in the dead of night
I took that long hard pen
and let my rape begin
Exposing the soul of me
and forcing the page to see
And everytime a line begged me to stop
i'd go deeper
shhh...dont scream just be still
Continuing to penetrate
between those smooth blue walls
filling that creamy-white space
the blood pool is just one straight red line
this rape i scribe
is nothing new
I tend to moleste a page
everytime im blue
the page cant expect how long my terror will last
cause i might just rape the front
but sometimes i attack the back
Sometimes i take it slow... ya know put a lil more thought in my thrust
other times i just take the pen and kill it get it ova with
and in the end for a rape victim
this page looks pretty satisfied...
