Use me

by perfect obsession   Jul 3, 2005


Why does this always happen to me?
i go out with friends,
and drink,
and smoke,
some guy comes up too me,
and says,
come with me.
i take his hand,
and follow him,
i go into a dark room,
where no one can see,
he starts to peel off
my clothes,
and whats next?
getting ready to use me

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