A gift so precious
White as the snow
Wrapped in a pretty red ribbon
Mine
I've been waiting so long
For someone to give it to
I was prepared to wait forever
But
You went ahead and stole
The only part of me that was pure
And you fucking broke it
Now I'm used
Dirty
I have nothing left to give
I'm gone
I'm worth nothing now
Just like you always told me
(E.B)
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Deadly Games
PoetryPoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.