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you held her down while she was crying touched what you wanted to what you thought you had the right to

didn't seem to give a fuck about her then

then when you were satisfied

You woke up from your little fantasy and she held you comforted you

making sure that her tears, didn't make you feel like what you really are

a monster

what the fuck is that like what the actual fuck. crawl back under the rock you came from.


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