When I finally found the courage
to remove the blade
with your name
written all over it
it started to bleed
it was bleeding so much
I was afraid to drown
in my own blood
However, it washed away
the marks you left all over me
and ultimately
cleansed me of you
- my rebirth
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Oblivion
PoesíaSome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
