Still no vacancy , by *Broken Wings*
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I wasn't looking for anything long term no feelings no
emotions just sex.
Boundaries weren't enforced so his emotions grew stronger
then his ego.
He painfully fail in love with bruised knees he stood strong
and fought with confidence.
His heart was the most beautiful place i have ever been.
I wasn't sure if his love was unconditional.
My soul is so black I knew for sure it couldn't be
restored.
I couldn't control the lust soon pain was my pillow and
deception was my sheets.
I prayed for forgiveness but GOD turned his back on me when
i needed him the most.
My inner demons screamed, kicked, fought and chanted free
me, free me, free me with no remorse i set it free.
Heaven turned into hell i felt the ground move from under my
feet.
Fueled with rage the walls started to crack shattered glass
cut my skin like sharpened razors.
Laying in a pool of blood without a pulse his heart turned
into ice.
Once a compassionate beautiful hand crafted with loytalty,
trust, understanding and love, his heart was a priceless
sculpture............
And still no vacancy
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Posted: 2010-10-29 20:48:06 UTC |
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