It must truly be nice for
them,
To be able to whine and cry,
To childishly complain
About the things we could
never cry about,
To have someone looking
out for them,
Even despite their ignorance,
When all we had was ourselves,
But we dare not say a word,
Because then they'd remind
us of how much they weigh
our worth.
S.B.D7
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Arranged marriage: Skeletons(sequel)
General FictionThis is a sequel of "Arranged marriage: I hate you" so if you haven't read it, please do.
