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Back from the dead, I resurrect this whatever. Follow me through my years in middle school and the beginnings of high school. Catch me now, freshly graduated, screaming at my younger self. Welcome to the disaster. The only things I have altered from their original glory is the added dates on the poems and fixing some spelling and grammar errors. I will be also be putting this up on Archive of Our Own so you can read it ad free. (Really with the ads, Wattpad?)
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She gazed into her dark brown eyes with lust and pain. A rose as red as her tainted lips she'd put behind her ear, still holding it there, never wanting to let go. She put her forehead against hers as she whispered "You're just like a rose, beautiful but when you come too close you sting, not wanting others to see the pain behind your beauty. But you know what, I'm not scared, I won't give up on you no matter how much you make me bleed." She looked deep in thought, biting her lip and raising one of her eyebrows, and finally, she pressed her tainted lips against hers, letting their lips collide. They knew, that now, they would forever crave each others touch, they were in too deep. They'd fallen too hard. Never did they expect that their story wouldn't end there, and that years later they would be telling this exact story to none other than their own kids. Started: 11th September 2019 Finished: 20th June 2021

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