I really like you a lot, and have for a few years now. I was going to try to be with you, but fuck that putting my heart on my sleeve shit. I'm smarter than that. Too many times have I had it knocked off and onto the ground, stomped and smeared through the mud, and sent through the grinder. Why would I put my heart on my sleeve to let that dumb shit happen again. Prove to me that you can keep my heart safe and maybe then I'll let you have a peek!
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Crimson Regret
Poetrya variety of dark , sensual , heartfelt , loving , or funny poetry written by Stacy Mills. This book is still in the making so there will be more to come.. please comment what you think. All opinions welcome.
