He would call me love
As if I were love itself.
Damn, what an insult.
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Moon Girl
RandomI've come here to tell the truth, or as much of it as there is. I want to write something pure and real, but I don't know if authenticity is something you can type yet.
A Haiku about the Summer of 2014
He would call me love
As if I were love itself.
Damn, what an insult.
