Of specifics.

Of specifics.

By:Anyssa Q. E

 

You must understand,

I care for you the best I can.

Like I said before, and I’ll say again,

I have never had another man.

How to care, I do not know.

I have a bird of paradise,

But it will not grow.

In fact, it withers, and dies so,

Would it be safer to let it go?

 

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