Lust Over Love
i hear a soft moan
thinking in my head
oh no this man aint doing me wrong
listening to the noise
all i hear is her tone
begging for more
open the door
grabbed her by the neck
as she screamed to the floor
stay down before you get some more
rushing putting his clothes on
reaching to me trying to explain the wrong
hit him a couple times
im so fed up with your lies
stormed out of the house with teary eyes
never knew loving him was like a crime
so glad i survived
Copyright © Jasmine Hancock | Year Posted 2011
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