Knock Knock, Who's there?
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He approached my life like entering a strange home
Wrapped up in his presence, without my knowledge he entered my dome
Knock knock he went, awaiting for me to open up
Mama told me don't open the door for strangers, but with a flashing smile, my common sense he fucked
Reading his mind, I did what the mind spoke
There we stood, 2 infants in mind but thoughts of old wise folk
I thought he was different, he just thought I was something new
Uncomfortable & shy, easily persuaded, tangled in the bait he threw
Knock Knock he went wanting to enter my presence
Confused at first, he quickly taught me wordly lessons
Low confidence, but he made me feel like a woman
3 months top, I swear our love could with stand
I had all the time in the world to show my love for this man
But his patience had run out, it was time to rush the plan
Knock knock he went as he touched my lip
A kiss the directed his digtals to take a dip
Knock Knock he went, as he laid on his throne
By this time I reached a love for him I had never known
Knock Knock he went, as my figure he unrobbed
Aware of what was next, suddenly my body froze
Wait, this is not what I was ready for, something I did not want to do
As I expressed my thoughts to him, someone different grew
No meant no, hell no, please stop it
To him it meant, take what you want her words dont mean shit
Through out these 5 months he knocked so much
Knocked so that on my door he left his touch
He knocked for this & knocked for that
What was I thinking, I should listened to mama a while back
The on thing he did not knock for can never be returned
Trying to get it back, double jeropdy, court adjourned
He did not knock before invading my space
He did not knock before damaging my triangle place
He did not knock to blossum my flower
He did not knock, he took it like a corward
He did not knock before topping my sundae with an rotten cherry
He did not knock before forcing my "girlfriend" & his johnson to marry
He did not knock before he broke the lock on my pocketbook
Without knocking, home invasion of my womanhood
Arriving with a knock
Leaving behind broken locks
With all the knocking that is around
Doors now made of steel so I cant hear the sound