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my heart to call home
I felt so alone
Damaged from all the heart break
Trying to hide bruises and scars
Feeling like I wasn't meant to ever be loved
Or to feel a genuine touch
Like I was an object a toy
Just meant to fuck
Not to feel compassion or feel the embrace of someone who wants to hold you
Not be ashamed of you
Like your a disgrace
Hide you like your not worthy of being seen
I'm not an object
I'm not a toy
I dont just want to fuck
I want true pure
Genuine
Love
I was crying
Felt I was beyond repair
I was truly ready to give up
You showed me love
Compassion
Everything I ever wanted was standing right there
It was you
Like an angel
You embraced me
I could talk to you like no one ever before
I wasn't an object you saw the true me
Inner and outer beauty
Because of you in not alone
I found a special place for my heart to call home
Damaged from all the heart break
Trying to hide bruises and scars
Feeling like I wasn't meant to ever be loved
Or to feel a genuine touch
Like I was an object a toy
Just meant to fuck
Not to feel compassion or feel the embrace of someone who wants to hold you
Not be ashamed of you
Like your a disgrace
Hide you like your not worthy of being seen
I'm not an object
I'm not a toy
I dont just want to fuck
I want true pure
Genuine
Love
I was crying
Felt I was beyond repair
I was truly ready to give up
You showed me love
Compassion
Everything I ever wanted was standing right there
It was you
Like an angel
You embraced me
I could talk to you like no one ever before
I wasn't an object you saw the true me
Inner and outer beauty
Because of you in not alone
I found a special place for my heart to call home
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