You won the lottery
I lost my legs
I didn’t ask for this fate
But I had no choice
Every night was a reminder of the torture that would come the next day
Was it easy to see me this way?
To know that I was being sacrificed to every demon imaginable
To know my heart was being eaten alive
To take any semblance of hope I had away from me
I hope everything was worth it
I hope you’re happy
I would want nothing more than to be you
To know what it is to live
I want that
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Angel Adagio
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"My tears need a minute to find the edges of my face. If you'll please excuse me." The sarcasm stabbed into Juliana’s heart. Antonia glared at her from the pit of the Lyceum as her student fought to hold back tears that had nothing to do with the pain in her fingers. “You’re better than this, again.”
By Matthew Fromm5 days ago in Fiction
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I pray that God gives you what you want.....
Great poem! Sad and great! Very well written ♥️ hope you win soon!