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Deception
He touched, I shivered
He caressed, I remembered
He whispered words across my collar bone
His voice titillating putting me in a zone
Seducing me with his passion
Had me tied up only seeing my people in rations
So when he stole a glace, I took a chance
Ran far away, without a backwards glance
See his touch was painful
His caress, disdainful
As his breath whispered, his hands choked
Now I'm seeing black specs cause his hands are around my neck
And his voice excites me cause it lets me know I'm not dead yet
As he tries to bring me back with words of love, with my hands tied above
I am thinking someone help me, this can't be, where is my family
Oh that's right, cut off, embarrassed of him so I strutted off
Without a sole at my back, cause he liked to go on attack
And I felt my family didn't need that.
Didn't think of my safety, wondering why is this relationship raping me, but damn now I am carrying his baby.
So now the fog has lifted, with this life I have been gifted, and I refuse to allow the baby's chance to be sifted
So the fog has lifted and when he stole a glance I took a chance
Ran so far away without a backwards glance.
He caressed, I remembered
He whispered words across my collar bone
His voice titillating putting me in a zone
Seducing me with his passion
Had me tied up only seeing my people in rations
So when he stole a glace, I took a chance
Ran far away, without a backwards glance
See his touch was painful
His caress, disdainful
As his breath whispered, his hands choked
Now I'm seeing black specs cause his hands are around my neck
And his voice excites me cause it lets me know I'm not dead yet
As he tries to bring me back with words of love, with my hands tied above
I am thinking someone help me, this can't be, where is my family
Oh that's right, cut off, embarrassed of him so I strutted off
Without a sole at my back, cause he liked to go on attack
And I felt my family didn't need that.
Didn't think of my safety, wondering why is this relationship raping me, but damn now I am carrying his baby.
So now the fog has lifted, with this life I have been gifted, and I refuse to allow the baby's chance to be sifted
So the fog has lifted and when he stole a glance I took a chance
Ran so far away without a backwards glance.
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