Apr 2020
I was as good as gold,
Sweet as sugar,
As timid as a dear,
Then I fell in love,
My lover took advantage of me.
I became havoc,
Bold as brass,
Bitter as death,
And tough as nails.
6/4/2020
Sweet as sugar,
As timid as a dear,
Then I fell in love,
My lover took advantage of me.
I became havoc,
Bold as brass,
Bitter as death,
And tough as nails.
6/4/2020
(72/F/Tanzania)
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