Society has taught me that I need to give to those who are in need or I am greedy
So when my so called first love was in need I asked her what she needed she answered proudly with a smile on her face
"Your body"
I didn't want to let her do those dirty things but I felt as if I had two and I had no choice but let her have her way with me
Yet even now people call me an attention whore and a liar they tell me I'm trying to ruin her life
When she ruined my trust in others
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❞The Art Of Pain❞ ➵ {Poetry}
Poetry❝The art of pain is as beautiful as rose petals and yet as painful as the thorns to accept it is as accepting being pulled apart piece by piece and still living❞ ((Trigger warning, some mention of self harm))
