You smoked weed,
And I hated it.
You curse,
Despised how it rolled on your tongue.
Your dark eyes looking at me,
Defied every law just to come to me.
Won each fight,
So you could have me as a prize.
Your lips tangled with mine,
Burning despise and anger into lust.
It wasn't how I feel,
It was how you wanted me.
Inappropriate, unfair, despicable,
Even a thousand words cannot express what you are.
I loathed the way you had me,
It burned me how you could do anything to me.
Your primal instincts were valued,
No one interfered.
I was your puppet,
Yet still your trophy that you have obsessed with.
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