Why do i put myself through this pain?
I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Female compassion i do need.
I put myself in positions to be hurt.
Do i really need to chase that skirt?
I have so much love and empathy.
I do not deserve to be lied to and used.
This only leaves me battered and bruised.
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Author:
Poetic Burrito (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 4th, 2025 19:37
- Category: Love
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