The plea🥲🥲🥲🥲 Poem, by D\'Poetic Princess, at My poetic side

A friendly visit;

turned a dead end

trusted him

told him my sad story;

but used it against me

made me vulnerable

drunken me

shots of liquor

tipsy eyes

dizzy ;

then I lay on the bed

unknowingly;

I begged ;

begging him to stop

but to passionate to stop;

crying and crying

please stop! Please stop ;

finally stopped

felt ashamed

walk of shame

with my tipsy eyes
A sad tale🥲🥲🥲🥲

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The plea🥲🥲🥲🥲