Stab my heart
Make me bleed
Your words of hatred
Have hurt me
I thought what we
had was true
My heart belongs
To no other
Just you
Now you treat me
Like dirt under your
shoe
To be stepped on
To be kicked about
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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