Monday, June 6, 2016

Don't Play With Your Food

I handed 

you my heart on a silver platter and watched it burst into flames.
To think that all this time you said you didn't play games.
You lit my heart ablaze, with one single match and whispered in
my ear,
"silly girl, this is why you dont get too attached."

-M.D.L
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