painful, the notion
that i was never more
than a girl you had trouble
turning into a whore
scary, the thought
that no matter what
let myself get too close
to becoming your slut
used me for money
the sex always free
never quite cared
what you were doing to me
lied to me, lover
told me to trust
then used me until
i quenched your lust
took me for granted
turned love to despise
now, previously hidden,
hate has lost it's disguise
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Submission Name: whore (revised)
