Re-Virginized

I don’t need His seed inside me Or his or him, or their Passion doesn’t ignite Anything else but hate I detest clumsy hands all over my body Tainting what was once All mine I don’t need kisses to make me happy Happiness won’t ever make up for what I had to endure once he was gone Left me for a weaker woman Who would let Things happen Over over and over again I cannot make love without love Inside this soul of mine I will not give into pressures of the teenage mind I refuse to become a product of lust Misuse of an emotion so strong That it makes it more then a solitary race More then a slippery slide of distaste, full, Action Respect myself and me I am pure still After the fact and forever on Born again in different seeing eyes More important then the rest My own I am re-virginized