I (don't) Love you

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Sweet, sweet, woman
when will your pride sink?
Sweet, aggressive, woman
show me your letters made of ink.

Oh my precious flower,
Like a hidden dress in the drawer,
Locked up for no one to see,
But I will find the key.

Don't try to hide your face
Because there will be ways,
To make you look at me
Instead of kicking my knees

When you say you hate me,
It's obvious it's a lie
you always disagree,
Can't you tell me why?

Sweet, sweet, woman,
I really love you
Sweet, aggresive woman,
I hope you know that it's true.





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tsundere stuff.

this is like, the first poem in my notes XD

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