the sinful bare body

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the sin is left on my body like a childhood scar.
he left my body in the pouring rain, bare and cold i lay.
no hesitation, no consideration.
the vintage rug i loved, left at home with nothing.
the lamp my mother left me, left at home next to nothing.
if it was you alone in the rain, i would of saved you, like the heroic girl i am.
the girl who likes to fix everything and everyone from there problems.
why did you leave me?
it doesn't matter now, there's no use.
i'm gone and you get to live on.
a man with control and power who killed me.
my mental block hunts for my blood to pump again.
my heart is now broken, nothing can put it back together.
my last hope, a man, who again, left.

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