Its the end of the year
and everything is crystal clear
I was not a priority
but rather a choice
I am clueless
whether it is maturity or insecurity
that spoke
but I knew one thing for sure
that voice wasn't going to back off
I was a mere toy
in the hands of a boy
who said he loved me
even when he didn't
-Regina
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Poesiejust a collection of relatable and heartfelt poems written by me :) If you are heartbroken this poems might be just for you.
