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Thursday, December 27, 2007


Lonely Mona

As lonely Mona sits and cries
While wet tears turn to dry eyes
She’s found that once again she hurts
A heart resides beyond her skirts

Another glance at her thighs
As lonely Mona sits and cries
Not a whore or some play thing
But holding on, her virginity she clings

Wounded she makes a plan
No more for this shit she’ll stand
As lonely Mona sits and cries
But only pretend falls from her eyes

She grabs her skirt hikes it up high
Bruises herself so simply it’ll imply
“He raped me” she finally lies
As lonely Mona sits and cries

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