Like any woman,
Your were sure
And not that sure.
For a woman,
Adventuring out the safety zone
Is only on a land
Made of a man’s skin.
You did not choose me,
I did.
And what is the difference?
So, I took you
And drugged you
From your beautiful
Black hair,
And drown you
Into the
Non safe zone.
You did not like it
Or you did.
What is the difference?
A woman wants to be taken
Where safety is not secure,
Where security
Is a world of safe words.
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