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believe betrayal broken hurtfull lookingback love movingforward pain poem survival

This poem is about what I've been going through a little bit with love recently and hopefully it can reach some of you as I make more deeper ones.All Rights Reserved

believe betrayal broken hurtfull lookingback love movingforward pain poem survival

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He was never mine. He was always hers. But my heart decided to fall for his Not So Pure Love

im just a silhouette with a fading mind TRIGGER WARNING:; self harm, depression, suicide, mental illness etc.

take a long, good look into my healing heart and melodrama mind. breathe in my sweet, scented words and hold them close to your bleeding, scaly skeleton aching for emotion; they'll cradle your aching soul and sing mellow lullabies you've never even heard of. stand back and delve into my hideous self: take my broken, frail hand and i'll guide you along my compelling journey through the ever-lasting betrayal and heartbreak. never let go... not until we hit the end of this road. [highest rank: #17 in poetry]

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This is a personal documentation through poetry. I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it be enough for you. 2022

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He was never mine. He was always hers. But my heart decided to fall for his Not So Pure Love

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