The naked woman lay in her bed with unseeing eyes staring at her.
She wasn't naked; the man just undressed her with his eyes
Oh! the things we go through

She could sense him looking through her dress
she was dressed yet naked
She felt uncomfortable, but she dared not to complain
She is a woman and a servant
She can't reject the lustful gesture of a king

He would come at night and ravage her body
She felt weak, tired and confused
The naked woman would dress up in the morning to carry out chores.
Avoiding his lustful gaze

The pain she felt when he treats her like a tool not a person
She always feel naked even when dressed
Because he only sees her naked version
Being a woman was so hard for but she had no choice
So she became a dressed naked woman

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