Lia Talbot Poems

My muse has left
He raped me
Of my thoughts
Everything mine
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Forbidden sin
Salty skin
Bitten lips
Bruised hips
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Walk with your head held high
Be proud of the gasps
Let them stare
Let them judge
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The lights are flashing
Calling your name

Listen to the sounds
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Living off cigarettes and red wine
Never caring for emotions
Worshipping a stranger's body
As they violate mine
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