"I was wrecked thing,
I was the wicked one,
I was taught that I can't love,
That i'm not capable of love.
I believed it was all true,
I believed it was all true, till you.
Till you came waltzing into my life,
And proved to me how wrong I was,
Oh! How wrong was I to believe all that they said to me.
You saved me, you are my salvation,
You showed me that,
A wretched wicked thing was capable of love and happiness."
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Poetrywhen we love, we usually love so hard that it physically pains us to even think about leaving the person we love. this is a short collection of poetry written by me. it might not be the best, but its there. (also please dont think its a book about l...
