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I was once Pure, Untouched, Naive

Now I'm just jaded, damaged, diseased



No amount of cleansing, holy water, or sage,

Could ever bring me back to that first page,



In the story of my life,

To back when I was innocent and sweet..

My World Erodes More, with every heart beat.



I've made too many mistakes,

I've taken more than my share..

It's no surprise to me that people no longer care.



I've lost the love of my life,

The one I've wanted forever..

The only one that I could look into the future and still see us together..



I may not be a poet-

I'm pathetic, and I show it,

I'm a dumb little whore,

Yet, I'm numb to the core..



So, this is the only way I can get it all out..

Without placing a pistol in my mouth, and blowing my brains out.