Make your weakness, your strength.

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I loved you, you abused me
I trusted you, you broke me
I believed you, you accused me
I cherished you, you destroyed me
But healing is a beautiful thing, dear.
My scars will heal
My tears will vanish
My strength will reinvent
I will change,
But you won't.
I will win,
But you won't.

-Bhairvi

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