Love me for who I am, not for who you wish I was.
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Stories by Sierra
Cold as the Colors Themselves
A collection of short poems,
From a bleeding heart.
***These poems began 2-3 years back, I took a very long b...
Bruise Me
Sometimes,
The one you love,
Is the one,
Who loves,
To bruise you.
