At abounding power gripping the shoulders,
Against, and away from her, face backwards, the front shoulders,
Holding them back, not letting slack of force,
Bending them back, glutton and care-free of cation, he
Twists her spine out, to knock her joints out of socket,
But she’s bellowing, and cowering, over spilled drugs on the floor.
Asking for more. Getting violently raptured in being his whore.
Suicidal, giving up in anything that mattered to her in the world.
Now followed by nightmares, and existing problems.
True outcome, the beast won’t win. She is not ashamed anymore.
And the joints torn, the shoulders pulled, are welding back in place.
Extreme happenstance, she will be herself again.
Causes kelly rice Supports
Animal Abuse, Mental Health