LOVE

I've learned what it doesn't look like. I've learned it can cut you like a knife. I've learned how it should Not feel. I've learned how it was Not real. I've learned it is not About gestures and gifts. I've learned it's not about A nice body and ****. I've learned it cannot Be forced. I've learned that it Can distort. I've learned that it Cannot be fake. I've learned it can Quickly, turn to hate. Turbo1904?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Jones Avatar
February 9, 2024 at 12:00 PM
I like this is it tragic true and raw!
Middaugh Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 12:43 PM
Yes, it's tragic and true. It has been three years. Thank you, MISS Karen Jones
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