I heard you were looking for me
in a stranger's bed,
You found nothing but
the smell of my skin
soft and fleeting.
You were a wonderland
I found myself trapped in
begging in the night
"Please, more."
You told me nobody would
ever love me like you
and maybe that's true
but maybe that's the way I want it.
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Healing in Progress
Teen FictionDear readers, Welcome, and thank you for choosing my book out of all the books that you could have chosen. I do heavily advise you to read this note as a disclaimer to the harsher subjects that are included in this novel. This book has mentions of:...
