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"Innocence Dashed"
You tossed my salad
and
my innocence
You bled on my face
and
my boyish dreams
You broke my honor, my trust
and
cast doubt, fear and lies upon me
You stole my God
and
my weekly expurgations
You crushed my will
and
my hand as I reached through the door
My sleep gone
My sanity crumbled
My love doomed
My hopes banished
All in all, not a bad week of losing
and
my innocence
You bled on my face
and
my boyish dreams
You broke my honor, my trust
and
cast doubt, fear and lies upon me
You stole my God
and
my weekly expurgations
You crushed my will
and
my hand as I reached through the door
My sleep gone
My sanity crumbled
My love doomed
My hopes banished
All in all, not a bad week of losing
Published 23rd Apr 2020
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23rd Apr 2020 7:48pm
Just fucked up enough to sing the song of my people. You throw your broken pieces like knives at a makeshift bullseye and when you hit your target, you shrug like you weren't even trying. I'm glad you're here.
23rd Apr 2020 8:59pm
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