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Dec 2019
he called me prince
when he said he loved me
the day he started his game
of manipulation and fear

i never loved him
never even cared
but he kept pushing
the word prince scared me

but one day you came along
you were different
kind, funny, sweet
i started to fall for you

then we kissed
in the heat of the moment you whispered
"my prince"
into me

and the word took on a whole new meaning
ive been dealing with someone harassing me, but some people have a way of making everything better
Andrew
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Andrew  18/FTM
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