Things left unsaid

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Things left unsaid

I was once broken

Yes broken plagued by nightmares

Haunted by my past

Overwhelmed by reality

Who was to blame?

No

I won't play that game anymore.

Nor will I ever let you in.

Keep telling your tales

Tales of our fake past

Of how great you were to me

Of how you made me into what am.

I'm sure your tales of fake sacrifices are moving

Add a few more for theatrical purposes

Why not

But keep your vileness away from me

For I will never let you in

Your words are worthless

Like you told me I was

Your tears are meaningless

Like my feelings were to you

Your love unwanted

Like you made me feel

Remember

I have my own tales


The difference

Mines are the truth

Mines have evidences and witness

Proofs you lack

I have no desire to bring them forth

Heed my warning

Don't push me

The helpless child that you abused is long gone.

In her place a strong woman who will do anything and

everything to protect her self and

her own.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
Suggestions

Single spacing, and better editing. Example:

The difference is

Mine are the truth

Mine have evidence and witnesses

Proofs you lack

Gave it a five, for starters.

erectus123erectus123about 11 years ago
from hate and anger comes

art, you might tighten it a bit and move on to more universal topics of more appeal although there is a therapeutic effect in this effort that may be helpful to you

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