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Sep 2016
A naive girl
clutching onto what was left.
An unruly love garden
that remained unkept.
Though tangled
and wild
and often upset...
She held on tightly,
for she loved without regret.

But as expected the love eventually
turned sour.
Once a beautiful garden,
now uprooted flowers.
She wept tears of wonder
for a pitiful coward.
A young, smart, girl...
who has lost her power.
The boy i love is a cheater.
Leigha Fabian
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Leigha Fabian
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