Your love was dangerous, it drove me crazy, and out of all it made me see the kind of love I was reluctant to notice, To love myself first.
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Short Poems
PoetryIt's all composed of my tears, smiles, fears, my dark days, my happy days and the days, and these poems are all that kept me together. Dedicated to those who left, and even those who stayed through out.
His love
Your love was dangerous, it drove me crazy, and out of all it made me see the kind of love I was reluctant to notice, To love myself first.
