But isn't it funny
How someone can be both the bandaid
And the knife?
They are the ones who pick up your broken pieces
But are also the ones
Who shattered you in the first place
And you can't be angry
With them
Because even though they ripped you open
They're always there to sew you back up
(E.B)
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Deadly Games
PoesíaPoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.
