You took advantage of my devastation,
And I played into your little games,
As you promised me happiness and wealth,
That lasted not a day.
That train ride I remember,
The one where your friends took turns,
To drug me and rape me in the dirty night
As my body stained the white sheet red
I have no place to call home,
I'm bought every week,
That train ride was once,
But this slow death will be forever.
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