tainted paper

   
came to me  
she  
claimin'    
she is ruined  
that    
she is now  
a tainted paper  
   
   
no more the spotless white sheet  
that she began as    
and  
had kept herself  
for this long  
   
her heart  
a million pieces  
   
for she believed  
she had betrayed    
her self  
her heart  
her vow  
to keep it    
that way  
   
told her no  
you are not  
a tainted paper  
but    
a beautiful poem  
   
she screamed  
profanities    
and left  
   
felt    
like a sink hole  
has opened up  
inside o' my chest  
   
innocence is born  
to be lost  
just as
everything is born  
to die
one day