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Click hereShe walked in a daze,
Her mind in turmoil and maze,
Her body ached, her heart was heavy,
Trapped in a cycle so unsteady.
She gave in to his touch,
Thinking it was love, oh so much,
But his words cut her like knives,
Breaking her spirit, taking her lives.
He used her body and called her names,
Treated her like a toy, a pawn in his games,
But she couldn't help but crave him more,
As he took her deep to the core.
Her guilt weighed heavy on her soul,
As she played a part in breaking up a whole,
The image of those cheap novels in her head,
As she lay alone in her bed.
The violation of those innocent girls,
Is what twisted her heart and twisted her curls,
She craved a dominant master, strong and bold,
But what she got was nothing but cold.
She knew she had to leave, to break free,
From this web of lies and misery,
But could she stop him from ruining her life,
From causing her endless strife?
She had a choice to make, to stand tall,
To break away or to take the fall,
But deep down she knew she would go back,
To the man who treated her like a smack.
She walked home with tears in her eyes,
Accepting her fate as his plaything,
Coz she knew how desperate she was,
And willing to submit to his cause.