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2 words she had chosen <3

Lust and being enough were the words she chose.

Does she know,
She blossoms like a rose ,
As delicate as snow ,
Yet she doesn't show ,
Will she ever know?

Sometimes she wonders ,

Was lust ,
Really a ponder ,
As there was no just ,
To being enough.

Or was being not enough,
The cause to lust ,
Is it all a bluff?

She wonders
"Am i ever enough"
As she shudders ,
By your coherent scuffs ,
She continues to shed tears ,
For all your bluffs .

Yet she sheds tears ,
From your lust ,
She continues to care,
For she has trust .

For you she holds dear ,
She'll never be enough ,
Yet she is rare,
Having gone through enough.

For K <3

9th March 23

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