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Beautiful Quagmire

This is for the bold girls

You know you got her bad
You know she is beautiful
You know you let her down
You know she is brittle
You think you are in control
But your heart is weak and feeble

"i love you" she said
"hmmm" you replied
If only she could help herself
But her heart is stronger than her mind
She was courageous enough to confess her love
You was stupid enough to mock her
Now she is wounded
"how could i be this weak?" she mutters

You are what she calls "Beautiful Quagmire"
She hates your person
Your personality she admires
She hates the words you spew
Your voice melts her heart
You are her heart worm
You cut through her heart like hot knife through butter
But now she has to helplessly flush you out
Her "Beautiful Quagmire"