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Victim[izer]
By Miztaken4beauty
She held me down
A seductress in the making,
I'm simply a prisoner,
And I can't stop shaking.
Her lover grasps me,
is he
my lover too?
Please, I don't want this,
This isn't what I want
to do!
A night is spent, I play their games.
I don't
believe I'll stay the same.
I pushed him to the bed,
his
eyes never leaving mine.
Wide, shocked, anticipatory,
Waiting
to cross the line.
He will be my prisoner,
His virtue
is mine to claim.
Because he gave his life to me,
The moment
he moaned my name.
And so, I've come to realize,
That
victims learn to Victimize.
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Copyright 2010 Miztaken4beauty
Published on Wednesday, April 7, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Victim[izer]"
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On Saturday, November 20, 2010, Malcholm Dark
(810)
wrote:
victims rise up, go forth and victimize... you have the devil in you... fantastic write... thanks
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On Wednesday, April 7, 2010, Myzeray
(17) wrote:
EXCELLENT POEM! I loved it! And it's so true a lot of the time. Keep writing!
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On Wednesday, April 7, 2010, Riven Waker
(323) wrote:
quite sinister piece - the cleverness is only exceeded by the ill-natured theme - excellent piece
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