Robbed Innocence

Her body drifted in bouts of pain while he drowned in pleasure

I watch him as he stands there head raised high like the platform he stands on. In him I see the fire of hell, the cries of angles, the smile of the devil, and the smirk in the smile of Satan. When he speaks he deserves the title of a professor, when he acts you wonder how he got his P.H.D. To the multitude of students diligently listening to him wisdom is what they find in his words.