My mascara teardrops dance across my cheeks sticking to the corners of my lips as my raspy breath trickles out of my lungs like a wheezing balloon.
i can feel you all around me.
Your hands running down my waist the look in your eyes i can see your intentions.
I can't run from you now, forever unpure and filthy.
My mind and heart tainted by your cruel games. Years have passed yet i still see you everywhere.
A draconian haunting of my past.
Unable to love or feel more than what you trained me to. A hollow shell of what i could have been.
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Eat shit and die.
PoetryEat shit and die a collection of poems and bits of lyrics by yours truly