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Tainted.
Remnants of your sweat, my tears stain my pillow
Forgetful reminders of our history
The picture you painted so vividly
So real I could touch it with my tongue and taste the
Sweetness of its memory
Such a beautiful mistake
Arsenic laced, you traced the outline of my heart with your dick
Your remedial stick
Weapon of mass destruction
You punctured my soul and filled the hole with your empty words
Lies and fallacious alibis
Inception turned deception and blurried my perception of the truth
Now I am face to face, heart in hand, hand in hand with reality and
God’s revelation that this is the ways it’s meant to be