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*MY Virginity Was lost!*




We kissed soo hard, He pushed me on to the bed,
 Telling I shouldn't be scared,
 I told him I wanted everything perfect,
 He told me everything was perfectly all right,
 Damn, why didn't I felt right,
 I threw him a condom, He said *fuck* the condom,
 He tore my clothes, And threw it on the floor,
 He locked the door, telling me not to scream,
 It was like a dream,
As he went faster,  As he went deeper,
 The more pain I felt, But I kept quiet for his comfort.
 After all this, I took my pants and belt,
 I felt soo sick and bad, I could hardly take a step,
My Virginity Was lost.


 That's when he uttered, 
"Thanks for your service, You may leave now"
 And threw me my bag,
 The words that broke my heart,
 The words that faked my love,
 These words I shall remember,
 Till my heart keeps beating.
 He left me with an infant,
 Few months past,
 He died of Aids,
 Meaning I had it too,
 My virginity Was Lost.
                        He used love as his tool,
                        How can he be so cruel,
                         I thought he was cool,
                           Damn, I was a fool,
                        My virginity Was Lost...


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