A/N: Aaaaand here's where it gets gay, folks, too late to back out now
She didn't want all of him,
She just wanted to get laid.
And I was afraid
He'd be played,
So we made a fair trade.
Yet I was never paid
In the way
She promised that day.
"Distance",
She promised,
Between her and the boy.
"No catch
No resistance",
As long as I became her toy.
And, like a dumbass,
I fell for her ploy
And I grew to enjoy
Being a replacement for the boy.
Foolishly,
I believed I was hers.
But I was just a toy.
Sooner or later,
Reality crashed down
And I felt like a clown.
"Of course she was sleeping around".
I broke down,
Feeling the urge to burn the town
To the ground.
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Poetry
PoetryJust a few poems I wrote. I few are on my Tumblr but not all of them. Feedback is always appreciated. I've been told this is kinda intense(?) so read at your own risk ig Theme is basically murder and sex. Like that's really it. Nothing too extreme l...
