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Caged


The sticky sweet smell of your cologne in my hair I couldn't push you off, I didn't even dare No, you didn't rape ne But what you did was just as bad Your hands down my pants, around my neck Like I was your thing to be had You told me that you hated me But you loved me the next day Why couldn't I just walk out? There was never an escape I was scared and insecure You told me I was just broken And you decided the way to fix me Was by forcing my legs open You threatened to cheat If I didn't put out And from everything you'd done already I didn't have a doubt You made me out to be a freak I felt like I was caged By your lust, by your force And most of all your rage Every touch, every kiss Made me sick inside Though on the outside I just smiled I knew enough to hide You're long gone far away now But I fear you all the same I panic at the thought of you And shudder at your name No, I'll never be myself again That girl is gone and dead And so are you from my life But these thoughts will forever remain in my head -m.g.m
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