Shame, Shame
“Its all my fault!
If I hadnt dressed like a girl
let my true self out for a twirl
he wouldnt have wanted to hurt me
take my body, then desert me
Why didnt I bash him on the nose?
what went wrong that made me froze?
So I stuff my girl self deep inside
even though it makes me cry
and within I start to die
Because it was all my fault!”
“Its all my fault!
If I hadnt told the doc of my distress
of my wish to wear a dress
he wouldnt have made me his toy
to show me what happens to a sissy boy
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