I am fighting my battles for way too long,
All the swords and bullets couldn't kill me.
But then she came along,
Pretending to be an angel,
but she was a devil in disguise.
Messed with my mind ,
Make me lose my soul,
The one who wasn't killed by swords,
The one who wasn't killed by bullets,
Was killed by her words.
Tormenting my mind was all she could do,
But was Weaponizing my insecurities the best she could do?
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Question: what is your biggest insecurity?
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PoetryI am a girl who has so much to say but no one to listen to. I'm struggling in my life with college, family and other issues. I always find it hard to express my emotions verbally but I can write them pretty well. The issues I deal with are family...
