You watch her,
Stand there looking,
Breaking her in two with the memories you bring,
You’re trying,
So desperately trying to break her to your will,
She sees it flash before her eyes,
You take her,
Take her innocence,
Once so dewy eyed and blessed,
Now so opened eyed and terrorized,
So sweet she was,
So innocent,
You take that now,
Bend her to your will,
Your power over her,
It grows,
You’re ripping the clothes,
You’re ripping her very soul,
She says no,
But you still take,
Take her,
And break her,
You want her weak,
You want her damaged,
You want her to feel like you,
But in destroying her you destroy yourself.
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