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Who is that Peeping?

Gentle Night, slowly creeping.
While the cold is slowly seeping.
In the window, who's that peeping?
Young Lady, softly sleeping.
Security alarm now starts beeping.
Hands caress a body, gently creeping.
Lady wakes and now starts screaming.
Man is angry, is now steaming.
Breaths come faster, heavily heaping.
He's finished now is leaving.
Poor lady, is ravaged, begins weeping.
It's been 6 months, is still healing
Written by dangerousdesires (TheVoicesAreWatching)
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