Scraps with jealousy, doubts incomprehensible
not of any overshadow of certainty to see distance
as of you in an orgy desolate to withstand shocks morally.
As usual you drowned in fun to feel pleasures nearly
a game of poker with bets to bare, may be looser or winner,
knew that you're going to be burned against air unalienable
in sexual duress with brutal compelling through physical force.
Like everything is still, none to rescue at showdown,
to put on the torn dress to you, to carry on shoulder alone,
ashamed of what happened without will or penitence to hurt so much.
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Very good insight and depth!!! Great job!!
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