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RAPE ME
Rape me You know you want to Take me by the wrist and drag me down Rip of my shirt Grope and paw me Fulfil your twisted plan Smack my angelic face For how dare I scream How dare I try to protect myself From a bastard such as you I fight I bite I curse You abuse You grope You feel As you strip me of my clothes You strip my pride also Dignity Confidence Self worth All destroyed You rip aside my panties Then fuck me like your whore Is that what I am? Am I a whore? Did I ask for this? Oh of course I did For once I wore a short skirt Stupid me As you satisfy yourself from breaking me You lick my face Just how sick are you Oh sorry I forgot I’m just your whore after all Worthless Just a fucking plaything Finally you leave Laughing as you go Was it good fucking my virgin pussy? Was it fun for you? Do you care that for your minute of pleasure I now live a lifetime of pain You don’t? Oh but of course why should you I’m just a whore after all
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