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Jerome Hill (Free verse) by rahson_s
She took ten in her spot with no problem,
she loved it, slowly I stroked,
in and out, her moisture was so slippery,
I had her spread eagle for
the passerby's to see,
suddenly she pushed me,
kicked me, scratched my chest,
I love the animal in this one,
the beast I forced out of her,
the misery of what was taking
place allowed the rage develop,
she screamed, she moaned,
I came, she ran, I was arrested
three days later, rape was the case,
I used to love myself,
now I don't I am Jerome Hill
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