I was steel when you met me,
but you left me rusted
~Who wants something rusted when you can have something new
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Love Me In Pieces
Poetry"Is it okay if it's black and white, Is it okay if it's blurred, What's the point of puttin...
Rust
I was steel when you met me,
but you left me rusted
~Who wants something rusted when you can have something new
