Valentine's Day
"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,"
Where's the thought in that?
I asked you
You said you loved me
Sometimes I didnt see
But that night
O, every sweet word you whispered
Brought me closer and closer to being a sinner
You told me I was beautiful
That I had the perfect body
You knew just what to say
I let you enter
Of course
My grand opening
It hurt
I said stop
But you continued anyway
I tried to push you away
But you were to strong for me
What happened to the sugary words?
My sweet whispers
You finished
Broke me
Left without a word
Now 4 months later
Im sick
I have this little bump
This little bump
I love so much
But this little bump
I may never get to see
Because you gave me
HIV
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