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May 2014
It's okay you'd say
We don't have to until you're ready

Well I wasn't ready
As your gentle yet anxious hands caressed my skin
I wasn't ready
As you proceeded to undress me me
To touch me
I wasn't ready
But you stole from me anyways
Can you tell me where to get it back?
I need itΒ 
Because I don't feel right without it
I wasn't ready
Momma always told me to wait
and you aren't the one
So tell me
Was it worth it?
Your 11 minutes of fame
Compared to my 11 years of pain
You put your **** infront of my feelings
And forced me to be okay with it

I'm still trying to force myself
I'm still trying to be okay with it .
Just Jenny
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Just Jenny  Texas
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