Im becoming unbelievably gross. Options

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Cum runs down the corners of your mouth, you're so pathetic.
Looking for love in all the wrong places and praying your talent would help more.
He doesn't care to stop even as you're screaming and calling for help.
You brought it all to yourself, everyone knows it.
Inside, deeper and deeper, he can't help himself.
He moans and yells when you cry, hits you when you try to fight.
The art of rape is so divine.
"You slut, stop pretending you don't like it."
Oh, but you don't. Right? You do. You do.
Quit wearing a mask of innocence, it's already been taken away more than once.
And why do care so much if they ask for more, and force upon?
The only thing they'll ever need you for is your puss.
They sleep with whores but marry good girls.
Didn't you used to be one of those?
Hateful glares from all directions as others watch you walk by in the halls.
There's the girlfriend of the damned bastard who never paid you back.
"You stay away from him! I swear I'll kill you, whore!"
Why let it hurt you? It shouldn't pierce throught your skin at all.
The truth doesn't, never, lies.
You are what you are, you've done what you've done, and this life has just begun.