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Panting fills the air
Along with her cries
Please she begs him, stop
But he continues to pull down his fly
He pins her to the table,
Maybe the chair or the bed
It really depends on the time of the day
He could choose another place instead.
She struggles the first time
the second time or fourth
But soon enough she gives up
when all she gets is more
More of what she doesn't want
More of this pain
She doesn't make a sound anymore
Or he will bring out the chain.
He is never nice
Rough and hurts her all over
He doesn't stop until he gets what he wants,
Her to moan as he gropes her.
And she knew she has to do it
Because if she doesn't he will never stop.
So she acts as if in a porno
An act she will never drop.
He brings more mates with him now
For a quick fuck and some fun.
They have been told she is the biggest slut
And from no cock she will run.
They are just like him, their evil smiles
Maybe worse at times too
They never stop until they see fit
Which is normally after a few.
She wants to get away
But it is near impossible
So she drowns her sorrows in a dream she will never reach
Brought on from a friend called cocaine which is far from responsible.
The pain continues
The men come and go
And she spirals out of control
There is no freedom that she knows.
But soon enough she is faded and white
Just a mere memory if anything at all
She took her life just the other night
The thing taken from her long again however was her soul.
She had bright blue eyes
Jet black hair
A smile that could light up the world
And she did live without a care
But then he came along,
Conjured the story in his mind
He had one goal to destroy her life
any reprimands to which he was blind
No one remembers her
She is not missed
She was a figment of his imagination
A story that took a sickening twist.
Along with her cries
Please she begs him, stop
But he continues to pull down his fly
He pins her to the table,
Maybe the chair or the bed
It really depends on the time of the day
He could choose another place instead.
She struggles the first time
the second time or fourth
But soon enough she gives up
when all she gets is more
More of what she doesn't want
More of this pain
She doesn't make a sound anymore
Or he will bring out the chain.
He is never nice
Rough and hurts her all over
He doesn't stop until he gets what he wants,
Her to moan as he gropes her.
And she knew she has to do it
Because if she doesn't he will never stop.
So she acts as if in a porno
An act she will never drop.
He brings more mates with him now
For a quick fuck and some fun.
They have been told she is the biggest slut
And from no cock she will run.
They are just like him, their evil smiles
Maybe worse at times too
They never stop until they see fit
Which is normally after a few.
She wants to get away
But it is near impossible
So she drowns her sorrows in a dream she will never reach
Brought on from a friend called cocaine which is far from responsible.
The pain continues
The men come and go
And she spirals out of control
There is no freedom that she knows.
But soon enough she is faded and white
Just a mere memory if anything at all
She took her life just the other night
The thing taken from her long again however was her soul.
She had bright blue eyes
Jet black hair
A smile that could light up the world
And she did live without a care
But then he came along,
Conjured the story in his mind
He had one goal to destroy her life
any reprimands to which he was blind
No one remembers her
She is not missed
She was a figment of his imagination
A story that took a sickening twist.
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"What the fuck, Brian?" Zacky yelled, rubbing his eyes. Brian just laughed some more and threw the now empty cup towards Zacky.
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So here I am yet again with a depressing poem. Does it ever stop? No. I am some sick person and I like to write the darker stuff. Don't worry I will get some happy stuff done too Eventually.
I did this a couple of nights ago but only had half of it done. Just finished it now. Kind of happy and kinda of not. I had no idea where I was going with this so the ending probably makes no sense. Oh well right? XD
Enjoy~
I did this a couple of nights ago but only had half of it done. Just finished it now. Kind of happy and kinda of not. I had no idea where I was going with this so the ending probably makes no sense. Oh well right? XD
Enjoy~
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I miss her at leats!