I don't even remember
the exact moment
I gave up
the moment I realized
giving in is the best option
because I don't stand a chance
and what's the point in fighting
a war that's already lost
- dead inside
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Oblivion
PoetrySome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
