CelestialApple

She's a 10, but she dons her red flags.
Props to the men, who gave her the rags.

Her actions speak volumes, but he missed every sign she laid.
Lost in the noise of games she unknowingly played.

Her heart's been a canvas for all their mistakes,
Each stroke a reminder of past heartbreaks.

Though she shines on the surface, there's more beneath,
A story of trust that she struggles to sheath.

He sees the glamour, the sparkle, the grace,
But overlooks the shadows she can't erase.

She’s a 10 with red flags, a masterpiece flawed,
Navigating love with the wounds she’s caused.

Table of Lovesick Fool

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Volume 1