tossed aside
wretched desires fondle her heart
delightful to the touch
wicked in the aftermath
pieces no longer attached
scattered by breezes
from ruffled sheets and disheveled clothing
no longer worthy for you
in her own eyes
not able to see herself
apart from who she was
trying to see herself
in light of who she is
if you are worth it
you'll stay
and help carry everything she holds
so she hopes
on the promise of a new day
that you exist
and that you can love her
in a way that is real
that is worth more
then what she has given away
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