flutter
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his cruel words were said without stutter
as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter
so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter
as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter
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Poetry written from the bottom of my soul and heart. Please do read, and i hope you enjoy ♥
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