The Façade...
Have you ever lived, always primed for the gram...?
It's a slightly different version of the last line of this poem..
You were my little flower; I, your shining knight..
Ours was a love story, most wished they had,
T'was the perfect marriage, Cupid's own right hand...
The darlings of all, but two strangers at heart..
We painted a picture, too good not to sell,
But behind the scenes, there were stories to tell..
Of a broken wildflower, and a prickly knight..
Ours was a love story, most wished they had..
It was beautifully crafted, yet hauntingly sad..
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Nice poetry from the last line of this poem, I can imagine the comment was about how you beautifully crafted a sad story/write-up, I know that's what you do motherfucker 😂👍
The best stories are the saddest ones..
And you know that's what I do...
Thanks for stopping by motherfucker🤣🤣
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