Without...

Without clothes came flesh to bare
Whimpers, screams, rips and tears
Hands upon soft flawless skin
Moments of fear with pleasured sin
No longer the beauty can hide from the beast
Desire alone is what he seeks
From her he wants, no love is left
Not making love but only sex

Without no came yes the world to know
Moaning out the car window
From what had started out as crime
Something more her heart did find
He looked at her and saw a girl
She looked at him a whole new world
For though she sinned or victim still
What she felt was something real

Without good came some naughty
The monster and a new hottie
For she was not, what she had been
Guilty now for she had sinned
Used, corrupt, to violate
What he had done and yet she stayed
All so done he was enough
His victim given way to love

Without love came his lust
Between her legs, her breast, cute butt
His heart was shattered a girl he knew
Why have love when lust will do
Taking her had been a sin
But for the moment he did win
For she did love when he did not
And in memory she did rot

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