Playing a dangerous game
Where my greatest sacrifice is my life.
I acted like the lamb being led to slaughter.
Making men feel empowered.
Using their rage to feel something.
His hands around my neck.
The pressure was too much.
It ended before it even began.
His facade began to crack.
His aggression seeped through.
I walked out the door.
Never to return again.
Trapped In The Margins 
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