Sunlight filters through the blinds
Tangled sheets tossed to one side
Your naked body caresses mine
I kiss you goodbye for the last time
Both of us spent and I'm a bit sore
The acquired title of "experienced" whore
I grow closer to the welcoming door
You could be wrong, but I can't be sure
Bruises and injuries across my skin
You begged me gently to let you in
Worried I am that I won't win
Hairs on my neck stand straight as a pin
The other woman, I despise my state
Piling more onto your full plate
You'll never again feel my hate
For I must go before its too late
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