The truth about you
When I first saw you I could fly.
Now all I want to is die.
I can't say we didn't try.
I just wanted to cry.
I wanted to be treated like a flower.
You had the power.
You were just a coward.
What happened you turned all Sour?
poem by Makayla Straight
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