Tainted But Untouched ….

My soul has never felt love or has been taken care of outside of its owner. My mind has never had one true love. My heart grew cold, almost to the point that I almost lost my soul. I’ve craved something real. Something within my touch. Something I could call my own. Mind, body, and soul, my heart doesn’t roam, but it doesn’t have a home! – Keema •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

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