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You broke me so you wouldn't have to suffocate. You tore me apart so you could remain in one piece. You stole my compassion so you could be kind. You were nothing short of a monster, nothing short of a being who fed off of sorrow my and depression. You fed such incorrigible desires with your actions, and I didn't see it. I was far too engraved in the very transgressions of my illusions; the offense of your brilliantly covert mind. So manipulative you were, yet I was so willing to listen to your words, to anything around me that involved you, but you were a monster. Nothing less. Nothing more You dug your claws into my flesh; you pierced your teeth into the warm fabric, lapping away at the life force I had. You did what monsters did. You broke me. You stole what you could from me. You made me weak. You made me small. You kept me around for your own persuasions and manipulations. I was your means to an end, just as any monster's victim is. You chose me. I let you in. I kept you closest to me, revealing that of my darkest secrets and fears, but you used that against me. Such intimate details were wasted on a monster, and they only fed Into your rough agenda. Fear, pain, and anguish that's what you craved, and that's what you received from me. A monster you are. A monster you will always be. Nothing less. Nothing more.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
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You broke me so you wouldn't have to suffocate. You tore me apart so you could remain in one piece. You stole my compassion so you could be kind. You were nothing short of a monster, nothing short of a being who fed off of sorrow my and depression. You fed such incorrigible desires with your actions, and I didn't see it. I was far too engraved in the very transgressions of my illusions; the offense of your brilliantly covert mind. So manipulative you were, yet I was so willing to listen to your words, to anything around me that involved you, but you were a monster. Nothing less. Nothing more You dug your claws into my flesh; you pierced your teeth into the warm fabric, lapping away at the life force I had. You did what monsters did. You broke me. You stole what you could from me. You made me weak. You made me small. You kept me around for your own persuasions and manipulations. I was your means to an end, just as any monster's victim is. You chose me. I let you in. I kept you closest to me, revealing that of my darkest secrets and fears, but you used that against me. Such intimate details were wasted on a monster, and they only fed Into your rough agenda. Fear, pain, and anguish that's what you craved, and that's what you received from me. A monster you are. A monster you will always be. Nothing less. Nothing more.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
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