I used to have a heart, a soul,
A spirit filled with promise
that was
Blind to passion's overfill, the
overkill
That cuts the vein and
Lays it open 'til the flow
Of heavy blood has paid the
toll,
And the heart is starved of
precious life
Drowning in a sea of pain.
I was happily naive,
Exuberantly overjoyed
Until you made your entrance
like
An actor walking on a stage;
Pondering your audience,
Lines rehearsed, emotions
packaged
Waiting for the moment to
Unleash your frightening fits
of rage.
You came stalking with intent
Leaving my heart filled with
grief,
And then you stole my
innocence
As if you were a common
thief.
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