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Emma Pickwick
Poems
Nov 2016
Roofied
In a darkened corner,
Maybe half past 9,
Perhaps even later than that,
But I lost track of time.
He was beautiful and strange,
He was sitting at the bar.
I stuck out my tongue said,
"buy me a drink."
Who knew he would take it so far.
Something came over me
Like a warm blanket on a cold night,
I was falling asleep,
But still walkingΒ underneath the glow of streetlights.
Stumbling around the neighborhood,
Yeah, I know it was a mess.
He held me close to his heart,
He just wants to see me undress.
There was blood on the sidewalk, there was ***** in my hair,
There were people holding onto my hands.
Trying to keep me there.
I said,
"He just wants to **** me"
They said,
"He's just trying to kiss you."
I said
"He's trying to **** me,"
They said,
"I wish I had that issue."
And then I was home,
Somehow and someway,
Feeling drained and disgusted,
I slept the day away.
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