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Feb 2013
You come up to me
And you kiss me
It's hard, rough
Then I smell it
The smell of too many drinks
You drag me to the bathroom
You push me against the wall
You kiss everywhere
You touch everywhere
This isn't you
The real you
The you that would normally
Β Β lay me down on a soft bed
The you that would kiss my neck
The you that would be so tender
So gentle
This you is an animal
A monster taken over by alcohol
I know you will leave bruises
I know you will do it again in 10 minutes
I know you won't even remember tomorrow
So why do I not object?
Why do I just go along?
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