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Stolen Innocence


Trust was abused, Love was raped as she cries at the sound of my voice. I tried to show her ( my bride ) how much I love her but she rejected me. 

I sent her multiple messages through my many messengers, but yet she rejected them along with my gifts. She cheated on me by opening doors for destruction and deceit to woo her with their sweet empty nothing. 

She locked me out of my own home and waited patiently for her. She called me in later that night and blamed me. She said I left her…

Meanwhile, I was just outside standing there and waiting.  She preferred to hide her problems within than to accept my love. She blamed me for everything that was wrong, but I only gave her good things. 

One day, I decided to show her how much I loved her with high hopes I will win her and help her understand how much I love her, though her stolen innocence tends to block her from me. 

A day will come when I myself will personally take her with me and marry her. 

She’s not yet ready 

 
 
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