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Poetry

Hopefully these vile trenches can be illuminated. Hopefully the deep abyss can turn into paradise. Hopefully.

This time

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by bandalydia473

by bandalydia473

This time you are the villain.
This time love was given to you but because you are so broken, you did not give it back.

This time you are to blame.
You could have done so much but you did not even do the bare minimum.

This time it was you.
You've become what you hate and you hate what you've become. "Hurt people, hurt others." Is now your get away phrase.

This time you are the villain.
This time your trauma does not justify your evils.

This time, you are the one doing the breaking.

-Lydia Banda