His lying tongue scraping her teeth
He leaves violent lovers marks on her neck
And she exhales the bittersweet pain
With every struggled breath
His greedy hands grasp her bruised neck
Her head swims, spins, twirls
His hands squeeze, suffocate, twist
And after he wipes the sticky semen
From her pale broken body
He leaves a soft lie on her lips
Kisses the tears of protest on her face
Places empty promises in her heart
She doesn't know the difference
Anymore
Between pain and pleasure
Collapsed on the front lawn
Her body too weary to care
And her heart to broken to beat
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