My Emotional Little Obsessive Self
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Complete Tue, Nov 16, 2021<5 mins
This is a poem that expresses the butterfly feelings that one goes through when they have a wind of pure love blowing inside them but little time does it take to turn into a storm of sadness and the guilt of not being able to confess their feelings when that person confess their love for someone else.
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