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It took a long time for me to consider myself a writer. I still struggle with saying it. I started writing at a young age to work through feelings I didn’t dare tell anyone. I learned that once you start writing, it becomes a part of you. It’s something you always go back to whenever you are overwhelmed with certain emotions. People don’t always listen to your words, but the paper always listens to the pen.

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  ...

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