It was his fault
Never hers
How could it be?
When she was so perfect
So nice
A perfect little flower
Don't hate her
No,
She can only hate you
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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
Poem 120
It was his fault
Never hers
How could it be?
When she was so perfect
So nice
A perfect little flower
Don't hate her
No,
She can only hate you