I was only nineteen
I can recall that day
I faced the one eyed snake
I loved a guy in that way.
Our bodies stroking together
it was surreal at the time
the love did hurt
and my virginity was not mine.
I've found my love
to spend endless nights
entwine our bodies
while I dim the lights
As days turned into years
our love only grew
I heard "fuck me harder!
I want to turn blue!"
His dick always seemed lonely
and he always wanted more.
We fucked each night
hey call me a whore.
we fucked in the ktichen
we fucked for hours on end
we fucked in the car
im not liking this trend
He whispers"My dick is lonley"
may god help you
you poor little boy
what must you do!
I'm a slut and a whore
how did I get stuck?
I just don't understand
when making love was let's fuck?
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