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My dreams are gone
My hopes are sealed
You gave me a night
That will never be healed
You took my mind
And ripped it apart
Now I’m asking myself
“From where do I start?”
Under the influence
You took your advantage
8 months later
I’m still stuck with this bandage
Late at night
I cry myself to sleep
Wondering why I went to that fake friend
When I needed to speak
No more trusting
No more lusting
Because every male I see
Is now too disgusting




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