Anesthetized
Long fingernails
Salive in my hair
Hand on my waist
Roaming my chest
In my pants
"You have a sexy body."
He whispers.
I slip into disgust,
feel an urgency to stop.
But I didn't.
Just kept on making
The same mistakes.
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