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What I see
You see stories,
Tales of time long since past.
I see only scars,
Reminders that your strength did not last.
You see romance,
A beautiful disease.
I see illness
And angst-ridden pleas.
You see in me a bitch,
Who on malice has thrived .
I see someone..
Who survived.
Tales of time long since past.
I see only scars,
Reminders that your strength did not last.
You see romance,
A beautiful disease.
I see illness
And angst-ridden pleas.
You see in me a bitch,
Who on malice has thrived .
I see someone..
Who survived.
Published 18th May 2015
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19th May 2015 8:06am
you can not perceive what people see in you or how they do. I see women who act like bitches as insecure victims who thrived on malice as they cant accept the fact what happened happened and there still complaining about it acting out rather than solving it. I also wouldn't say a man or woman who acts like a bitch survived. Id say there living dead carrying negative destructive energy sucking the life out themselves and others who allow them to. I wouldn't allow them to id sniff them coming a mile away
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We don't see the world as it is but as we are. ~ Anais Nin
Never let another's opinion define or lower your value. We are what we are when in danger. We do what we do to survive. We learn what we learn from experience. We grow how we grow from our past.
Never let another's opinion define or lower your value. We are what we are when in danger. We do what we do to survive. We learn what we learn from experience. We grow how we grow from our past.
