Open the door
When he calls with a lame excuse
And you go because you think innocently
Open the door
When he wraps you in flirtation and his
Eyes glow like the devil's
Open the door
When he takes your hand off the handle
And with his other one he touches your hair
Open the door
When you feel his breath on your neck
And you feel weak
Open the door and GET OUT
Run
Tell the world that who you left inside that room
Is not who they think he is
He is not a hero, a friend, a father, a human
He is demented
Open the door and get out
Because if you don't do that now... you'll be like me.
Poetry by zana
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Written on 2019-02-07 at 00:38
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