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Sounds of passion, soft cries and moans

He laughs, cold and silent
Ice between my thighs
Distant warm hands caress skin
His cold ones brutal on young flesh

Limp and submissive
Screams trapped in my throat
Pain
Remember the knife?
Cold and sharp, like him
His hands in my hair
Can't breathe, choking on him
He came, I died

Are you all right?
The past recedes
I can still taste him in my mouth