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I'm Not Ashamed
I can see the sky from here, from this honeybee's nest
And I challenge this planet to exchange treasures with the seas
How a world defaults such a woman like me,
kissing me good night with a brackish lie,
rubbing my legs, I hoped I would die, though who would ever think that at the age of five?
lies, lies, lies,
The mingles are on my mind again, tampering with my tasks, and the thought of making love to you was a consideration of salvation,sweet girl,of a short past
or so i thought,
then my hymen was torn by your kin
.....bleeding.....i bled it out. Oh how thankful the goddess was in bleeding out the last god curiosity and sexual turmoil....though it didn't save me. i must be truthful about that....
lies, lies, lies,
The seas switched again now. You silly world, You foolish sky! You should have made your own design!
It dares to send me an earthquake, but from the god that touched me, I grew to love the lethal,
the thought of it....I 'm five again.
The pearls come this way again, the seas lost tangibles and his sperm that waas s on my leg.......
but you my girl, your failed promises, failed queendom of me, your four-colored windows,
and failed lips
Your kin, the troubled brother, wanted it all over, he owned my greatest sin, the hymen lays on your sheets, and im not ashamed.
no more lies.
You weaknesses no longer rule my winds, when you walked away, replacing me with a demigod, haha, only to sleep with your dogs, dogs of lies.
And more sin.
You gave me my revenge.
I will find another woman. A woman like me.
And be a virgin again.
And I challenge this planet to exchange treasures with the seas
How a world defaults such a woman like me,
kissing me good night with a brackish lie,
rubbing my legs, I hoped I would die, though who would ever think that at the age of five?
lies, lies, lies,
The mingles are on my mind again, tampering with my tasks, and the thought of making love to you was a consideration of salvation,sweet girl,of a short past
or so i thought,
then my hymen was torn by your kin
.....bleeding.....i bled it out. Oh how thankful the goddess was in bleeding out the last god curiosity and sexual turmoil....though it didn't save me. i must be truthful about that....
lies, lies, lies,
The seas switched again now. You silly world, You foolish sky! You should have made your own design!
It dares to send me an earthquake, but from the god that touched me, I grew to love the lethal,
the thought of it....I 'm five again.
The pearls come this way again, the seas lost tangibles and his sperm that waas s on my leg.......
but you my girl, your failed promises, failed queendom of me, your four-colored windows,
and failed lips
Your kin, the troubled brother, wanted it all over, he owned my greatest sin, the hymen lays on your sheets, and im not ashamed.
no more lies.
You weaknesses no longer rule my winds, when you walked away, replacing me with a demigod, haha, only to sleep with your dogs, dogs of lies.
And more sin.
You gave me my revenge.
I will find another woman. A woman like me.
And be a virgin again.
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