GreedA Poem by isabelladev
There are two men who consume my thoughts, waking and dreaming.
I love them similarly, separately, and equally. I am awful. I know that I could never give either up. If I only get one it will not be enough. I am greedy, needy, and screwed.
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StatsAuthorisabelladevBuffalo, NYAboutI'm Isabella. I'm 17. I try to write... I write poetry, bits of stories, spilled ink drabble stuff, and random other stuff. Sorry I'm so lovesick... more..Writing
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