Sex PuppetA Poem by poetcheel
She's been used, I've been used
By the same man that forced us Because it wasn't enough He ripped my clothes off Careless for the effect he had on me Touched and slapped continously Not knowing, I was lost and gone A vague memory that hunts me Yet it felt so unbreathable Felt powerless and out of place Help me out here Because I am drowning Tell me now, how can I live with this? Poet: Chelsie Rivera (-2019) © 2019 poetcheel |
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Added on September 5, 2019 Last Updated on September 5, 2019 |

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