Non-Erotic PoetryBruisedNo rest for the wicked
No rest for the good
No rest for the slightly misunderstood
No rest without him
His arms
His love
Confusion consuming
when he takes me from above
No love for the wicked
No love for the good
No love for the slightly misunderstood
No love for the girl
He kissed!
He touched
Setting aflame
When he took and he fucked!
Leaving me broken asunder and bruised
Wishing for more
When more we can never choose
No rest for the wicked
No rest for the good
No rest for the slightly misunderstood
Damned
Depressed
and Alone
Without him
Without a home
Lost
Bruised
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