Poem By Amber Mull

You call me yours
in the way that im not
im another tool
for you to just flaunt
you bum off me
and take whats mine
expect more then i have
and treat me like crime
im not to be keept
but just for the fun
yet my hearts in the place
where it only wants you
to hold and to love
what i cant have

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