Captive, shackled, bludgeoned she lies. Bereft in her shit to accumulate flies. Inanimate relief disrupted; revived. Reiterated torture un-compromised. Excruciate; Writhe for time indefinite. Exacerbates. Thorow time aggrandized.
The product of sufferance only few can attain. Once acquired, (what) transpires the transcendence of pain. Welcome discomfort, it remunerates. Recompense to whom capitulates.
Sine die she lies, constantly brutalized. Beaten awry, once refine now unrecognized. Death denied, her life defied.
Punishment intensified! Subjected to the knife, she is skinned alive: Incisions made to her skin, not too deep and not too thin, Tormentor's fingers dig from the head, they begin.
Pulling slowly, fearful flesh adhering; a sensation so severe, from every snag to every tear.
Imminent to the grave: Raison d'être.
Release Date: February, 15th 2015
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