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Click hereI’m torn
like the ripped pages of a once loved novel
discarded now, long since forgotten
There was a time every word was treasured
now can only vaguely remember the plot
I’m torn
like the shredded lace on my old party dress
hidden at the back of the wardrobe
It used to be beautiful and fashionable
just a nostalgic souvenir remains
Torn is my mind
between doing what is right and satisfying my needs
primal urges of depraved lust continually tempt me
Sinful pleasures denied to save the innocent
forever I am forced to renounce my secret desires
- COMMENTS
larrydownunderalmost 17 years agoA great way to describe the inner yearnings. The battle between society'sstandards and the true desire of the body. Great piece
champagne1982almost 17 years agosome excellent imagery here. I'd think over an edit of the last strophe, it seems a little OTT and angst filled, but if that's what you want to say, it's effective.
