I didn't understand, I won't ever understand

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I didn't understand,

because my body told me it felt nice. 

But I hated every second, 

I didn't want it to happen twice. 

Every time it happened, 

lumps assembled in my throat, 

my body was my biggest betrayer, 

I tried to slash off all points of pleasure,

those who watched for entertainment,

could no longer gloat. 

If I can't get my body and mind to agree, 

i'll remove it, 

so my teeth won't grit.   

I'll remove anything that makes me feel good,

don't deny you wouldn't like it that way,

admit. 

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