she think its love

She couldn't keep her legs closed
Moving kind of freely any dude she seen
But little did they know that she was 13
All her own choice no spells no hex
Her own parents didn't care she was having sex
Went to the field in the back of the school
Met the quarter back and thought he was cool
Didn't go to practice on the bleachers they sat
5 minutes later she's down on her back
Underneath bleachers and metal pole beams
He ask one question and she does the whole team
Didn't know it would be her on the scene
One who contracted 3 std's
So know she's hurt and can't be pleased
She's an open sore just like herpes
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