Beer, Sweat, and Weed

ever the Gentleman

you grabbed me by the hair

and took me to That Place

Locked away and Scared

you Threw me on the bed

bound my arms and legs

and forced yourself Inside.

you left me feeling worthless

used

replacable

disposable.

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