He left her on read.
Her heart bled,
like
flesh cut fresh by a blade.
Her innocence was misled
when he said, you shall follow my your lead.
He instead made her mend his need.
She didn’t think, she would be a slave, made for him to trade.
He was a dudeeeeeeee….
This dude didn’t care to fade from anyone’s memories not Freda’s in this case.
ntracylinda 🌹
sophicatedly amazing
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Wow TL this is amazing I’m in love with ur poems u garl 🌹🌹
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