You meant it as a mere joke
Something I should laugh at
But those words stuck
And I felt a putrid, vile taste in my mouth
As you said it
I thought it was a night of love
I was wrong
I was so wrong
For you chuckled
And laughed at it
And you sniggered
And said ever so hauntingly...
"It was the night you lost your innocence."
And you continued to laugh
As my heart sank
And my pure heart was
Drenched
In black oil
Staining my heart
Never to be pure again.
Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
You meant it as a mere joke
Something I should laugh at
But those words stuck
And I felt a putrid, vile taste in my mouth
As you said it
I thought it was a night of love
I was wrong
I was so wrong
For you chuckled
And laughed at it
And you sniggered
And said ever so hauntingly...
"It was the night you lost your innocence."
And you continued to laugh
As my heart sank
And my pure heart was
Drenched
In black oil
Staining my heart
Never to be pure again.
Words hurt
Even those from the ones you love dearly...
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