His warm touch His sweet kiss All of the things I will forever miss All of his promises They're all broken My soul is his I am his token My body is his drawing He paints be black and bruised Then leaves my soul Alone and abused Like and old piece of paper He throws me away No matter how hard I try He makes this pain stay But everything is dark now He left, I don't know why He took my heart and my soul But left my body here to die
Reason for writing:
Girl's never get out of abusive relationships. It's sad
Birth sign: Aquarius
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