Yours
When you asked meΒ
what i wanted to beΒ
when I'm older,
my heart screamed "yours",
but instead I smiled
and said "a writer".
This poem is about:
Me
When you asked meΒ
what i wanted to beΒ
when I'm older,
my heart screamed "yours",
but instead I smiled
and said "a writer".
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