By choice or force she surrenders herself yielding to their will Fucking to be acknowledged soiled canvas for the fist and cock She remains expendable cheap thrill for the random pathetic Adored like a slab of meat forgotten like the last drop of cum Empowered by shame, smothered in regret Every act of abuse a conquest compliant to mask the lament The pleasure she gains never kills the loneliness
A token of sadness she wears tragedy as a badge of honour Those she serves will never mourn her loss Every wound on her body tells another lie Her memory a monument to self loathing Her grave is the only thing that speaks her name.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.