When your feelings were real but the people weren't,
And it takes a while to comprehend how much you've learned.Because you got too close to the flame and now you're burnt.
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Late Night Poetry
PoetryRambly poems that I write late at night. I only just realised that rhymed, how ironic. Uploads every Friday
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When your feelings were real but the people weren't,
And it takes a while to comprehend how much you've learned.Because you got too close to the flame and now you're burnt.
