Is there something wrong with a girl telling her father she does not like dresses?
Especially when the dress her father got makes her look like a colorful, shapeless sack.
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Heed My Warning
PoetryThis book of poetry is inspired by my experiences. The first half is kinda sad, but the second part gravitates more towards happiness. Each broken shard can only save us from ourselves if we stand united. As. One.
