It was on a Wensday when u first touched me
i told u to stop but u never listened
instead u grabbed me harder nd harder
i never new u were dat type of person
y would u hurt me da way u did?
i made a right thing happen nd dat
waz leaving u! ! !
but u never understood, i did
i will never forgetwat u did now
i jst sit nd think abot the day
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