Oh pretty boy who I met who made me feel happy and I didn't want it to end the boy who I can't be with because of my stepdad I will never grow and feel again my heart hurts and feels heavy anyways I wish I could love you if they let me I said goodbye and it was hard Now I have this scar
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Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
