What do you mean I've had it easy?
You don't know anything about me.
What makes you think that you know shit?
You don't know shit.
I'm not going to let you play these games with me,
I refuse to let you break my heart again.
If it's thorns you've been begging for,
Then come a little closer.
I used to be more rose flavored than this
But you used up all of that flowery scent.
Now you will complain that this is what is left,
When you are the reason that I am half of what I was before.
A thorn with no rose
Is unlovable and scorn.
-Kay
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The Story Of A Girl- A Book Of Original Poetry
PuisiOriginal Poems written from inspiration in my own life. They are about love, hate, sadness, anger and so much more Updates every Sunday so stay tuned for more!!
