Hi, are you listening
In this dainty hour
Of night
I was trespassed today
In touches, I never like.
It's not new, you know
In this dainty hour
Of night
I was tresspassed
With those grips
More flesh
And silent suction
Of my guise.
Tresspassed not Teased
I repeat .
I can never shout
And push my nails into his.
Violation so decent this is
Only a woman knows
The futile feeling, this brings.
Those lingering touches
On your thighs
On your shoulders
Oh! You are not alone woman...
The same story we live, in vain.
You feel uneasy? Fidgety right?
You overthink?
Blaming feminism!
Ignoring your instinct.
For all this vice?
And again you see..
We are often tresspassed
In this dainty hours
Which seems like Night
To me..
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