If I told you what happened,
Would you still love me?
Treat me as am,
Or treat me as a puppy.
If I told you what he did,
Would continue to love me?
Hug me tight
In your favorite sweater.
Would you be my shoulder to lean on?
I'm treated as one,
Feeling guilty of me:
Slut.
Hands cold.
Bosoms touched.
Back rubs.
Stop.
Cuts have faded,
But the scars are still there.
Will you still love me
Even if you know what he did?
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
