Red Dress — The 50 year old poet

Go upstairs and take off that red dress, the one you bought with an intention to impress. Let your hair fall down so it can be free and if tears start to fall, so, let them be. It’s not your fault you thought he was the one, anyone would have fallen for the lies that […]

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