33. I wish I could tell you all the things I ever wanted, but I can't because you'd overreact or tell me what I'm saying was stupid, I still love you, though we fight I still care as much as I always have and always will.
34. I thought that you all cared, but now I see for the monsters you are, I've seen your true selves, I can't believe I fell for the kind acts that you reeled me in with, I can't believe I let myself think that you were my friends, the signs were there but I ignored them, letting myself in your claws that you shredded me with.
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Poetry about love, flowers and experiences
PoetryThis is my poetry/short story book inspired by songs, flowers and my own experiences and it is written about those subjects. love is not always returned and it is hard to find your true love, some people don't and some don't find love in general but...
