DEPRESSING POETRY: EX

I
Said no.
What’s consent?
Remember when?
You don’t, you were drunk
Just can’t believe myself
I hoped words could fight you off
Clearly deluded by the drinks
Imagined I was stronger than you
But you wore me down, now I live with it.

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