THE SOLD GIRL He Hiked my skirt up my legs He did not care I | Confess
THE SOLD GIRL
He Hiked my skirt up my legs He did not care If there were watching eyes He always did what ever he liked
He slid my coat down my arms He did not care If my body shook of repulsion All that concerned him Was his satisfaction
He kissed my neck With his alcohol scented breath All I could do not to gag Was turn my face as far as I can
He stripped me whole So all that were left were my cheap stilettos Which he told me to leave on A little more torture just for fun
And so I just stood there While he scourged me with his eyes I was screwed Even before his body met mine
And with what ever little dignity I had I used...to plead I asked him not to do What he and I knew he was about to but he told me to stay quite He didn't want my energy to run out Said he had other plans for my mouth
And while he layed me spread eagled On the bed I just stared up ahead While he did as he pleased My tears fell so casually So emotionless Cause you see by that time I'd already given up on life Mercy does not exist Self pleasure will always persist Selflessness no longer serves purpose
And so once he was finished I collected my cloth And rushed out the door To cry in the privacy of my home But I did not dear to speak The law doesn't stand for those like me And besides even if I tried No one would have listened to what I told Cause after all I was the girl that had been sold
