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Unforgiven

Unforgiven

you wove your words into my skin, planted them like roses to bloom, and i felt them blossom, bringing thorns with them you hid pain in prettiness as those thorns cut deep, slicing open my veins, filling me with your hostility and that carefully disguised rage  ...
Moments and Mistakes

Moments and Mistakes

I can feel them lurking in the back of my throat, moments and mistakes that my mind won’t let go, hovering there, ensuring I don’t forget, turning them into lessons of anger and regret that I was naive enough to allow myself to be changed into someone else...