i feel guilty for having feelings of lust,
as if i'm not supposed to feel them at all.
or really,
i'm not allowed to.
after how his hands touched me,
abused me,
dirtied my skin,
i shouldn't want to have anyone else caress me.
but i do.
i want your hands all over me, but after, i feel dirty.
i feel like what he called me for months;
s l u t.
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an ode to the loveless, these are for you.
Poetrypoetry to help aid your understanding of emotions that are too strong to deal with alone, and also some insight into my mind and soul. enjoy. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Poem #1 in Mania #1 in Doubt #1 in Longing #2 in Need
