You wouldn't look at me.
I hate that you,
A hot-shot guy,
Never even once saw me.
There were never many girls
You would look at.
You like girls only if
They're the type that drove
You mad with desire.
I didn't give you that.
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Poems, quotes, and other things
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry, both written and blackout, quotes (both mine and others), and other things. These will describe my emotions, which are such a wreck. Please don't read if you do not like emotional things. Thank you.
