You were at my house,
No one was home per usual,
You were going through my closet,
You told me to wear an outfit you picked out.
It was the kind of clothes I never wore,
Ones that revealed too much,
You begged me,
And I held my ground,
You got annoyed and left.
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What You Did To Me
Short StoryIt wasn't the lies you told, It wasn't the tears I shed, It wasn't the pain you caused, It wasn't the misery that followed, It was what you did, That ending up breaking me. Trigger Warning: contains bullying, depression, and suicidal thoughts/acti...
