i know i would be a smart girl
if i let you go
you have more baggage
than a luggage cart
you play games with my heart
as if you created chess
you're the mess after the party
and you've left it for me to clean
but i'm not a smart girl
and i can't let you go
the baggage you have i'm willing
to help you carry
the games you play,
i do wish you'd play fairly
you're a mess,
but you're the mess that i want
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The Girl Who Weeped Like A Willow
Poesíathis is a book of poetry that will be updated regularly. it holds my deepest thoughts and feelings. some poems will have trigger warnings. this collection of poems is based off of heartbreak and losing someone who means the world to you but also los...
