"you're so gorgeous. how come
you never give me a chance?"
the men ask me with their tongues out.
"because you don't want all of me."
i respond with my heart tucked under my arm
i know I'll be a fool again someday, though.
: deception
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w i t h e r e d • my poems
Poetrylike a flower devoid of water I withered until I was nothing I just didn't notice that the thieves were those I thought I should be trusting. saltwater travels up my stem drawing the life out of me as my petals fall off and all my dreams are snatche...
