We are what I considered tainted love.
Our love was so polluted I couldn't take one breath without my body feeling contaminated.
Toxic waste poured into my mind and my heart like the floods from the rain into the gutter.
The contaminates killed off my instinct to recognize what you were doing to me was inhuman.
They call us mankind but I've never met a man so unkind like you.
Unkind and undeserving of my time.
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I Have More Than A Perfect Figure
Poetry"Strength, love, suffering and healing. The gritty surface of reality written down on every page. This is a heartfelt message to everyone who can relate to the tragedy of life experiences, trauma and relationships."
