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The worst part? For once, I believed it was real.
I thought for a moment that I would be enough,
that the anxieties didn't need to exist with us,
and there was the small part of me that can learn to trust,
but you never wanted me.
The vices are what make you happy.
As bits and pieces of me are removed from you,
I am left alone with all the pain you put me through.
And maybe that was your plan all along,
to seek out the broken,
misguided,
misunderstood,
pretend to be a hero,
then throw them away when you don't feel like they belong.
What I once thought could last a lifetime,
took one moment to shatter all the time in my mind.
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Comments (1)
Nicely written!