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Faustina Marie

Rookie (2/2/1996 / Ontario, California)

The End


Sharp words can't hurt me now

Your jabs and edges
Fall
Unheard

I am better

Humanity? Compassion?
Civility?
You forgot

The walls you tore down with me
Resurrected more specifically

You have no right
You had no right
and Now you have no chance

I'm stronger now
You're weaker still

The lessons have been learned

The pieces of my heart you took,
The sanity you stole;
You need them more than me

I am strong
and I refuse
To be
Abused

Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013

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