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Bad Company
Here's to the man
Who won't forget me
That made me believe
That he was good company
Who stole my precious laugh
And turned it into screams
Who dragged me into his hell hole
Who fucking terrorized me
Who ignored my cries
And shushed my pleas
He owned my body
He invaded every nook and hidden cranny
He pulled my hair and called me princess
He told me this was how it should be
A young girl cannot escape
The hungry hands of a filthy snake
And now I'm left behind the bars
Of his affection
Of his bad company
Who won't forget me
That made me believe
That he was good company
Who stole my precious laugh
And turned it into screams
Who dragged me into his hell hole
Who fucking terrorized me
Who ignored my cries
And shushed my pleas
He owned my body
He invaded every nook and hidden cranny
He pulled my hair and called me princess
He told me this was how it should be
A young girl cannot escape
The hungry hands of a filthy snake
And now I'm left behind the bars
Of his affection
Of his bad company
Published 21st Jul 2017
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21st Jul 2017 7:16am
21st Jul 2017 7:17pm
definitely something to watch for. It can be hard to identify a wolf dressed as a sheep... Thank you John for the insightful comment!
Anonymous
22nd Jul 2017 00:34am
Traveling.. unfortunately the word is full of counterfeit people.. who hide behind lies, and spread them to not deal with their own flaws.. the mistake is they take innocence away from others.. such a vicious circle..
Dave
Dave
22nd Jul 2017 1:04am
Unfortunately, innocence is never regained... They steal one of the most valuable things any individual (young or old) can have.. Thank you Dave for the response
