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She was like a flower

But was cut too early

She flourished too fast

She withered too early

You can’t see the soul in her eyes

She's nothing but a whore

That was her choice

Now there is no coming back

Fake smile on her face

You can buy

Every inch of her body

Thirty pieces of silver

That's the price of her dignity

Stop seducing me bitch

I won't keep me on your leash

Love is just a word

Cheap stuff that is being sold

Was that the right choice?

Are you happy now?

Tell me!

You fucking slut!

By Sandman