i used to question, why do people destroy what they love? it made me think of you, and question why did you destroy me? why did you poison the memories, i had of you? why did you burn the love, that we shared? why did you destroy us? as seconds, minutes, days, weeks, and months passed, i realized.
it was all for my benefit. i learned how to be stronger, to keep my head high, and realize that my pain, was indeed essential.
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Poetry❝no❞ might make him angry, but it will set you free. - if no one has ever told you, your freedom is more important than their anger. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #28 in poetry #25 in poetrycollection
