feedback please, constructive critisism welcome. this was kind of to retaliate from something this guy wrote about me.
Slaughter
To the slaughter, I walked myself willing,
Not for a part of a ritual killing.
I led myself there using seduction,
On my path to self-destruction.
I disappeared behind that bedroom door,
But I come out alive, and the same as before.
I went in, but didn’t even get my fill,
But I’ll be back, and by my own free will.
It’s happened in the past, it will happen in the future,
Please don’t think my heart will need some kind of suture.
I know he doesn’t want me, intoxication let me there,
But don’t let thoughts burden you; it’s none of your affair.
Don’t go thinking it’s such a shame,
I’m the one who chooses to plays the game,
I’m not even what you think I am,
Cause I’m not like a lamb.
2007-03-19
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