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& i cried

   
   
you left me that day    
alone in a motel room    
with just the dust motes    
raining on my naked skin    
   
felt dirty    
like I would never be clean again    
used up    
a private urinal    
to piss your rage into    
hate sex    
is what i'm good for    
   
filthy little secret    
that you keep tucked    
under your respectable veneer    
you reach for me    
when cruelty is on your mind    
   
Sadistic in nature    
toyed with my emotions    
then cast me aside    
with the wadded cum rags    
   
I take all the blame    
for being a whore    
   
lips bruised    
pussy fucked dry    
your lonely little Lolita    
   
passion stirred    
the dust settled    
and I knew I was alone    
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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