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Yeah, I told you to fuck me
Is that a problem for you?
Do you have an issue with authority?
Do I make you nervous?

Or is it wrong for me to want you?
Should I be ashamed of my need?
It is the need which defines me
It is the air I breathe

Am I allowed to want this?
Is it acceptable for me
To go after what I want
Or does that make me a slut?

Should I give a damn
What is this standard you use to judge me?
Who is my judge?
What am I being measured against?

So, alright, I'm a slut
Does that make it alright?
Can we fuck now?
Your prudence bores me

Just get up and leave
I'm done with you anyway
You've served your purpose
Now Go!

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