'i want to be loved'
i scream to no-one in particular
i must have screamed it
a thousand times
but it falls upon deaf ears
im reduced to nothing more
than the body i was born in
i'm here for only a moment
before you're finished
and ready to move on
they always move on
and then i ask myself
'when will i get the chance
that everyone else seems to have?
when will my love
no longer be wasted?'
for i am just the slut
the used
the dirty
the hand-me-downs
and i have never been seen
for the soul hidden underneath
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A Guide To 'I Love You's
PoetryA poetry collection I have written in my journey to understanding the different emotional connections I have experienced with others. I explore themes of the many types of love, self-confidence and sense of self in an attempt to come to terms with m...
