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I made it

October 18, 2015
By Anonymous

It hurt because

I made it hurt

I made all your empty promises

Feel like venom
throughout every inch of me

I made

memories of love

feel like

broken glass

I made
streets feel like dark alleys
you should never
travel alone

because that's where we use to go

I made

the moon
feel like it was crashing

at my feet
because we used to gaze at it

I made
it feel like

I was less than
everything you told me
I was;

So I burned
every memory
I watched them
go up in flames

I burned

every empty promise
I burned
every place we use to go
I saw
yellow and orange flames
trace memories in my head

It hurt

because I made it hurt.
I’m at peace,
because I made
my own peace.


The author's comments:

I hope people will feel something when they read it.


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