She's cute,
And beautiful,
And wears her hair in a million different styles
And I've seen it every colour
She's my angel,
My princess.
I want to protect her,
A self proclaimed knight,
Or some kind of shitty wannabe hero.
Her mind and heart are precious,
But she shouldn't have to shield them.
I want to crush her walls,
But I know that I'll never make it.
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Sertraline
PoetryHUGE TRIGGER WARNING FOR THIS ONE - Themes include: Drug Use and Overdose, Suicide and Depression, Self-harm and Abuse. [PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION]
