I am not the strong or weak one, we both are.
strong enough to mend the breaks, weak enough to bend our ideas to the winds of changes.
I am not the one who was wrong or right, we both were.
wrong in all the nonsense ways of arrogance, right in the important ways that saved us.
I am not the one who said the mean things we both did that too much.
we were human and we knew how to cut up our pride so that it shattered our hearts,
knew how to slur our words to make our minds drunk with lies.
we are two sides of the same coin, switching from top to bottom,
I am not the beginning or the end, we both are.
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Climbing Up Out Of The Ashes
PoetryA Poetry Collection About The Dark Side Of Falling In Love With The Wrong Person And Making Your Way Out Of The Fire...Breath by Breath...Exhaling The Smoke & Breathing In Fresh Air Again. #100poemsin100days challenge beginning August 21- November 2...