I needed rehab to keep me from crawling back to you.
You were addictive, yet so sinister and cruel.
Getting over you has made my shoulders feel lighter.
Never will I make the same mistake again.
I will never fall for another placebo,
This time I want a real drug.
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Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
