I'm realizing that I will do

whatever it takes to have 

a warm body next to me.


I agreed to meet with you

knowing you were not passionate 

but animalistic in nature.


A rendevous with no romance,

filled with grunts and groans

and minimal eye contact.


I was thrown around like a rag doll

and I felt like I was watching myself

from outside of my body as you used me.


You were turned on 

when I choked on you

and when you held me by the throat.


Now I have only sore legs

and bruises as a reminder

and a memory I wish to forget.

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