Love me not.

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Do not give your love to me,
Bare not your tattered soul to see,
From pain I create poetry,
And you will live in infamy.
Dare not grow too close to me,
I will turn your angst to poems- you see.
You will live eternally,
On pages none will ever read.

Published by Lady Hales

You'll learn the most about me from my work. As a writer, a nurse, or a paranormal investigator; a mom and a wife; the most of me goes into what I share with the world. My work.

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