From tainted thoughts,
Come tainted words...
Of Her darkened heart...
This disdained girl.
A denigrated path that tells her past.
This hematite paved road,
Now her looking glass...
For shards of memoirs which so badly cut...
To make a pained heart onward last.
Her red stained sheets, now hung out to dry.
Stained with the...The What ?!?...the blood she crys ?
The Pain ?!? The Hurt ?!?..that killed her life.
T'was those dead eyed, mocking dolls, that tell no lies.
Author notes
...WE DONT WANT TO BE LIKE YOU.
Written November 18th, 2004
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Tainted love...oh oh oh ...Tainted love...*sorry ...just couldnt resist...
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I've never used the word tainted in any of my poems because it always reminds me of that one song that goes something like, 'ohh, tainted love' lol! Anyways,it's good and it only reminded me of the song for a couple of seconds 
! I like the way you write, very dark and original.
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I loved the whole thing but the last verse was so powerful. I love the way it seems to build up like someone trying not to cry.
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I like how i could stay with the subject the whole way and it stuck together not going offpath
the imagry was inspiring and the language was brilliant
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This is definitely a different piece than what I am used to reading. I really liked your use of the English vocabulary. Not too many people choose to step out of the norm these days like this. It’s rather refreshing to see. Your imagery was right on the money. Keep penning.
~ John
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WOW! I like this a lot! Hehe I read the title and I started singing "tainted love dun dun DUN" lol anyway... I usually read poems like this and there are these huge words I don’t understand which takes away the poem but you were able to have words that stood out more without taking away from the poem nice job hehe
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