is she naked because you love her,
or do you love her because she is naked?
slipping clothes off with a man means nothing to me
anymore.
i thought it was love
but it turns out it wasn't.
the used and the abused,
use and abuse you.
you cant blame them,
i guess that's life.
but it makes your head spin like a tornado,
your heart pound like a drum,
and your soul scream in agony.
but after he is done with you for the night,
your head aches with silence,
your heart goes numb like death,
and your soul leaves your body.
i can't blame him i guess
that's life.
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