Unworthy
Embraced by love,
touched by warmth,
kissed with passion.
My tears were inspired by fear;
I couldn't understand love,
warmth, passion or joy.
So foreign, these feelings.
What does it mean to be
needed, wanted,
to be loved and to love.
Couldn't accept
the love you gave freely,
so sweetly.
Couldn't explain it.
Alone for so long,
sores still bleed,
wounds are dirty and deep;
Guess I'm just
unworthy.
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