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Hollowed

At first they were untouched
Were unstained and were unseen
For he was their pillar of hope
On which to trust and whom to lean
But then the stroking started
Return their pain once felt
Once again such searing orifices
-that musky odour smelt
Thrust and thrust their sobs would echo
Tears and blood would run together
Legs apart with palms pressed down
Lasting an eternity, lasting forever
Crying themselves to sleep
Please God let us not wake
Yet with suns first kiss
- awoken they were
Such atrocities forced to take.

And then when all hope was lost-

They were rescued, they were saved
They were taken from those pits
With angels is where they stayed
Such joy was now felt
which can be described like no other
Here were the toys’ new family
Their new father, their kind mother

But then one night the door reopened-
Sweat dripping from every pore
Soon their hands were upon us

We had felt this touch before.