poems & you
Friday, 3 April 2015
You whisper her beautiful lies
You touch her with your filthy hands
You stole the purity
Of her innocent little heart
Without a doubt
Without even loving her
Without a second thought
All for your filthy lust and satisfaction
Left her hanging
Left her crying
Left her without a single regret
And never took a moment to look back
How broken she is all because of you// unheardreams
How you gave her hope
How you pull her up
But hit her hard back down to the lowest