Holy Sins…

Source: We Heart It

Standing under the

sacred altar of 

my shower

Attempting to wash

away my sins

 

Your finger prints

show in the foam…

Rising where I 

was touched 

and abused

 

Taken advantage of…

Lied to…

Always thinking

you Cared…

 

There is not 

enough holy water

in this fount

to wash me clean

 

I will 

NEVER

be the same

 

© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

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