He grabbed me by my slender neck; I could not call or scream. He dragged me to his dingy room, Where we could not be seen. He tore away my flimsy wrap, And took upon my form. I was so cold, damp and scared, While he was hot and warm. His fervent lips he pressed to mine, I gave him every drop. He drained me of my very self, I couldn't make him stop. He made me what I am today; That's why you find me here. A broken bottle, thrown away, That once was full of beer.
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