true north
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Last published пнд, авг. 2, 2021
true north: [noun] home.
inspired from my own experience of a severely toxic abusive relationship recently, i decided to write my own story using poetry to inspire all those who are unfortunately going through toxic relationships and make sure they know they aren't alone.
"you kept magnifying my flaws
when all you had was flaws
yet i saw them as blessings in disguse
while you saw my normal reactions
as flaws."
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