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There is no way this is happening to me
I've done nothing wrong, can't you see?
I got caught up in the moment,
I didn't know to fight it.
I thought it was right, I didn’t know I could die from it
He said that he loved me,
Why did I believe him?
If he really loved me, I would have been warned, I would have known.
But no, no warning until I wake,
I feel awful and begin to shake
I’m scared, I’m terrified, I’m helpless,
I don’t know what to do so I call out “just stop this!”
It’s too late to stop it, the damage is done
There isn’t a cure, I’m just another one
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