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Feb 2016
I kept trying
To put it off
I rolled over when he tried to kiss me
I pushed wandering hands away
I pretended to be closely watching
The movie I didn't give a **** about

But the credits came
And took my alibi as they rolled
He got on top of me because
He assumed that’s what I wanted
Funny
How consent works
Sarah Myrth
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Sarah Myrth
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