It's hard to tell the difference between a wasp and a bee, a butterfly and a moth, a friend and a betrayer...
Those who wear white may have once worn black.
People lie, you lie, everyone lies at some point to protect someone or themselves. But it's when those lies have gone too far that people remember them as truths. That's when you realise you've gone too far.
{A/N} Sorry it's so short but I'm trying to work on my book that should be up soon : )
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The Girl With Brown Eyes
PoetryJust a collection of rubbish poems or short stories from rubbish poet/author.
