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Boy

by Rachel Miller

Temporary wounds did form,

Above the ones I had ignored.

And the thoughts you had bestowed in me,

Are nothing but a memory.

 

Where you were weak, he is so fierce,

And where you lack, he comes in first.

The boy I thought I craved before,

Is nothing but a closing door.

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Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:09 am

abuse   boy   relationship   bad   dangerous

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