you and me,
we though we were in love you see,
you took me,
as my incense was leaving with every step,
and every breath,
and every beat in my chest,
we step inside
your garage became your demise
and you became a beast when you felt deprived
as beast you were,
you made my mind a blur,
and I hate you for this Sir,
Formal terms is all I can give you,
to a man who wanted me just to *****,
you put me through it all just for it to rain blue,
you led me into your garage,
demanded I started to give your **** a massage,
but I didn't engage,
that's when you grab my wrists,
and tried hitting me with your weak fists,
and that's when I didn't wanna exist,
But hitting me wasn't enough,
you sat on me and lifted my dress off thinking you were hot stuff,
and what you saw made me tougher,
You saw my head to toe in the ****,
I laid back while you viewed,
you looking at my body you didn't think would include,
scars that looked liked bad tattoos,
and i cried more and more,
he just asked me what these are supposed to account for,
And i had nothing to say even from everything with before,
he grabbed me in his arms,
and promised me he'd protect me from harm,
like that I fell into his charm,
as he wiped my eyes
he kissed me everywhere with his lies,
everywhere I told myself with my lighter I wanted to die,
this is when he undressed,
when he go to my level last thing I saw of him was his chest,
then he grabbed my *******,
and I felt like he molested me,
but I never stopped him,
throughout he was grim,
and didn't stop till he hit my brim,
and how I though this was okay,
and every day since I pray,
because of how I wish I stayed
so I pray to stay away,
because they can'r pay me enough to go back and decay,
but part of me still loves him and if it were to be that way,
I'd go back and stay,
on some-days,
37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.