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There's something in her that tells her its wrong.
I look at her eyes and she smells my lies.
I laugh at her jokes and I tell her she's funny
I act aroused and bashful and shy
But there's something off about my method and style
And she sees this betrayal in the red of my eye.
Through the use of a compliment here,
Anchored by a degredation there,
Her pitiful state remains clear,
Her self is a distant smear.
Slowly but surely,
The tables are turned.
She falls to her knees.
And does what she learned.
I smile and go and whimper and blow
She does her job and wipes her mouth
I stare at her and we both can see
Her body and mind are pathetic to me. |
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