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Warning: Dark and triggering topics

A terrible, nonsensical poetry and others - 11. Chapter 11 Events

Warning: Rape, depression and rage (Yes rage. Its very pessimistic)

They say things happened for a reason,

I say bullshit.

My love was not toyed for a reason,

It was done out of convenience,

It was done because human are given free will

and because they can.

It was done out of a reflection of the other person and who they are,

My lover had taken my trust, abandoned me, ruined me in hanging only to come back because they realize how I was right.

In loosing one, I seek for others to place my trust in

Words are sweet but actions are louder than words.

Always.

I was not raped for a reason as well,

Its because they can,

Filths are those who cannot say the truth,

Liars who promised one thing but did therwise,

Its also because I failed myself in seeing the signs I know all along.

because I had always killed a part of myself,

to accommodate others.

and in doing so I have ignored the very thing that protected me

It was myself.

Bold of anyone who thinks my honor was stolen from me,

Idiots,

I was never a virgin to begin with.

You cannot take what never exist to begin with,

Neither can you take,

Something that I coldly calculated to give,

Like tossing a bone to a filthy mutt because I refuse to have it take more.

A/N: TRIGGER in explaination

broke up, find someone, got raped, got betrayed, got cursed at, my ex asked me back and now a new person try to woo me as well. But my red flag is ringing again so I will dumped them. All while trying to score a dean list (Yes I got a dean list)

I will hoard plants, orchids, moss, ferns and build not only terranium but put them on tree trunks to grow a sculpture out of it. Stay tuned.

For now, I am content with my fluffy cat staying by my side.

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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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