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Pregnant With a Demon
I feel so sick
I’m about to throw up
There’s a demon in my stomach
Clawing it's way out, striving to live
How could this have happened to me?
My teeth cracked from grinding together in pain
My head hurts; it keeps me up all night moving
Swimming around waiting to get out and destroy this world.
I thought he was a man and I got so drunk at that party that I-
I didn't know what to do; he was so fast, I didn't know it was happening
But he was a monster, a demon, and he did this to me for his own personal pleasure.
I’m about to throw up
There’s a demon in my stomach
Clawing it's way out, striving to live
How could this have happened to me?
My teeth cracked from grinding together in pain
My head hurts; it keeps me up all night moving
Swimming around waiting to get out and destroy this world.
I thought he was a man and I got so drunk at that party that I-
I didn't know what to do; he was so fast, I didn't know it was happening
But he was a monster, a demon, and he did this to me for his own personal pleasure.
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