Shattered innocence
tearing at the seems.
Virgin faith,
so naive.
Sin soaked hands,
burning though
the sky.
Halos choking
your sinister eyes.
Divine in pleasure,
corrosively beautiful.
Amazing how manipulation
is such
a common thing with you.
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Written December 26th, 2005
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aww that was really pretty babe..you use such beautiful words in all your poems..luv ya lots
-Britt
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