your innocence
                                  as fine as silk
                               i ripped off
                                        from your fragile soul

                                              rape i guess
                             and i basked as i violated you
                                    grinning with every inch away
                                 and as i found, and
                                                 left your core
                                        i was blind
                                              i did not see
                                the flicker of your darkness

                                  i became a prisoner of freedom

                                i guess
                                       i should have never
                                                     violated you
                                in any manner

                                                      my fault
                                                 i guess
                                   that your womb is
                                         afraid to conceive love
                                 for me

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