This is a fictional poem
At times, love is abusive. You just wana let go of everything you once thought you loved. Other times, you wish you where dead....
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Someone really annoyed me!
I used some interesting imagery in this one... but I like the overall feel of it. It's talking about my abuse from my stepfather.
