A violent act…
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The fractures to her fingers
were twist fractures,
she would shout,
her bones violently wrenched out,
he tied then gagged her,
her emotions would run,
she would never again see the morning sun,
as he broke her fingers one by one,
her spirit watched, helpless,
as she was driven insane,
and he had no other reason
except to cause her excruciating pain,
she hid in fear,
she was panicking for air,
her blood drained and flowed,
and her veins would explode,
she would gasp then shout,
for the last time,
before she would blackout,
she cried,
remained tied,
her spirit moved on, sad,
then she died.
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