we talk on the phone for hours..
even when nothing is said,
we still feel the love that is ours.
we make our plans for an evening together..
one that we said would be unforgettable..
and now i know what you meant by that..
i invite you over..
i sneak you through the house,
and commit and unforgivable sin..
how could something so beautiful turn so dark?
thats a question that will forever be in the back of my mind..
i wonder if telling someone will turn me into a nark..
you pin me down..
i thought it was just a game..
i promised i wouldn't make a sound..
it was a promise i wilfully kept..
i knew i shouldn't have..
for a thousand tears i should have wept..
i never shed a tear..
i never knew it was a sin..
.. an unforgivable sin...
you took off my clothes..
and i took off yours,
i never knew how close we would become..
i felt your fingers against my skin..
i was so frightened..
but i still didn't care..
i thought you loved me..
i guess i was horribly wrong..
and long after this ends i will finally see..
that this horrible..
this terrible..
this unforgivable sin..
will finally end the life of a 7 year old girl who later fought for her life.. but it didn't save her. she was raped.. and when she learned of what had happened.. she slit her wrists in the shower and on the bathroom wall was a note to the one who killed her.. it read "to the bastard who made me commit an unforgivable sin.. this it what u have done.. are you happy?"
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Written January 30th, 2006
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way 2 good
ive actually been there im so sorry i kno how it feels, "the rape thing, i love this poem i cant even tlak aobut it,your stronder than me i can see that, you must feel good you can express your self so well, theres times when i cant even take knowing it happened, that shit really messes you up.. me anyway.. but good poem i love it,,,, way good

