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100 Letters I Can't Ever Send


drenched in my own blood,

drenched in my own pain

i tried to do something for myself,

i tried to save myself

i tried to save myself from you

you wrote words to dig the knife deeper

you wrote words to inflict pain

you tried to carve those words onto my chest

across my heart

but they won’t stick this time.

you can write all the hateful,

vengeful,

angry words you want-

you don’t get to hurt me anymore

you can’t hurt me anymore

there are no breaks in the armor

i made from my own destruction 

 

i am the strongest person alive.

 

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