I was left tainted by your touch…
The bruises faded away,
But the scars…
They run deep. 

The fear that runs through my veins,
And the thought
Of it ever happening again…
Cripples my soul.

You were always so crafty…
A master at manipulating
Characteristics to gain control
Always to your advantage,
Whether it was to thrill,
Or instill…

Leaving me forever on
Defensive,
Ready for a war…
Tainted Karma Vol.1
But,
Who wins this time?!

 

to be continued…

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