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Ashamed
You sneaked in to my room,
Your presence filled the air with gloom.
Your scent of booze and cigs,, awakens me,
Your body blocks the door, where I can't flee.
Your naked climbing under my bed cover,
Your every move, bump, and grind, I get sicker.
Your hands keep me from moving,
Your strength, so great, I can't help crying.
Your done, you get up like I am a cheap whore,
You broke me, inside and out, I'm broke to the core.
You walk away, only your odor remains,
You shut the door, I'm left so ashamed.
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