Breaking Point
I stripped myself of every thought of you. Washed away your touch, but mental scars invade my memory. I Turned my heart inside out, bled for you and you violated my sprit. I look in your eyes and anxiety takes over. Hands behind back, ass up. I choke on tears no longer able to attempt escape, it was fun for you, but I never gave permission.
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