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Battle Scarred
She was always too self-absorbed, and too self-centred to understand the true meaning of selflessness.
Oft, flaunting the crown of her selfishness, until he lost his own self-identity.
She watched as he morphed into the pain she inflicted upon him until he became the epitome of her self-inflicted wounds.
Had he not known the struggle of loving a selfish cunt like that, our paths wouldn't have crossed.
Sometimes, there's a silver lining, in the midst of a hurricane !
And so, I wait patiently for him to emerge, battle scarred but more than capable of knowing what his heart is made for.
Love
Oft, flaunting the crown of her selfishness, until he lost his own self-identity.
She watched as he morphed into the pain she inflicted upon him until he became the epitome of her self-inflicted wounds.
Had he not known the struggle of loving a selfish cunt like that, our paths wouldn't have crossed.
Sometimes, there's a silver lining, in the midst of a hurricane !
And so, I wait patiently for him to emerge, battle scarred but more than capable of knowing what his heart is made for.
Love
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