Rabu, 26 Februari 2014

To : ex-boyfriend

I grew thorns to protect myself, people were forced to handle me with gloves, so they would not be pricked.
I wear bright colors so everyone knows i'm venomous.
I told you, I was fragile and you tired to crush me, I shattered. But shards of me sliced you open and exposed you.
Never speak to me, don't look at me. I am beautiful and deadly.
I hope my memory is a poison that eats you up.
I hope you never forget what you did to me.

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