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Loves Me Not


Haha! Did it again; made a cheesy poem!!!

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I was with thorns,
yet you picked me.
You said it didn’t hurt you much.
I felt beautiful and sensual.
But then, I was shredded.
One by one and slowly, destroyed.
Crushed and trampled with every step you took when you went away.

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Ambivert freelance graphic artist and coffeeholic..and most of all, a Slytherin!

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