Love Poem: The Perve
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Written by: Crystal Wilkins

The Perve

she sits at home on her laptop
a random person appears on her sceen
he talks to her makes her feel loved
she is happy to be who she is

she talks to him for hours on end
telling him everything until day ends
she pours her sorrows to her fantasy man
but is he really who he says?

days pass by and her feelings grow stronger
he must be real ive seen pictures she think
she wants to meet her but she is not sure
he persist and she resist

soon she caves she wants to know
who is this fanasy man
but he has other plans
time ticks on 
there meeting draws closer

soon enough she is on her way
unsure of what is about to happen
she is excited but nervous too
she should of trusted her instinct

she arrives at the deserted place
with no where to run or hide
a man steps out of the shadow
no her fantasy man no! not possible

he launches upon her 
she tries to fight
but she is not strong enough
she is helpless vitim

he attacks her not only with fists
scars her mind and spritit
as it is almost over she hears a sound
the sound of her saviour

she blacks out, faints with terror
wakes up in hospital 
with the evil memory stil raw
but there standing over her is her saviour

the perve, the internet creep
he was arrest on the day
no jury necessary 
already pleaded guilty

she was not the only one
but she would be the last
her saviour, her hero, her husband
through everything she has been through
the real fantasy man!