Scarlet Woman Poem by Andrew Tom
Scarlet Woman
You enfold your arms around me
Like you were dead
Cold blooded with desire
Strangled beneath this bed
Without any confession
You stole my heart
Repeating the same cycle
As if it was dismantled
In assumption
Your nothing but a s*ut
Spending countless hours
With each F**king stud
Paying your way only for lust
Pleasing your own personal gain
Losing self-dignity
To let others be entertained
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