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Consequences

My world is ugly and filled with your lies.
I touch my stomach, and the tears fall from my eyes.
Did you even think about what you did?
I might be pregnant, I feel like a stupid little kid.
Everything you do,you do for yourself.
You give me drugs but they don't seem to help.
I'm 17 and you're the adult,
so why does it feel like this is all my fault?
You get off free and I have to deal with the consequences,
Please don't act like this, take down all your defences.
I'm so scared and confused, but both of us feel used.
I used you for your drugs, but I guess karma is a bitch,
because I am 17 and you might have gotten me pregnant.

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  • Holy cow. This is powerful stuff. I hope you are okay.