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This is a letter to the people that chose to betray me Those that I had trusted with the fragile parts of my inner light, And shattered it against the pavement, like it was made of glass. you laugh as you tell me it shall in no way shine as bright. For the longest time I was broken, shattered beyond recognition. A category four hurricane brewed relentlessly inside my head, So deafening and dreadful that I couldn't hear my thoughts and leaving shards of me scattered and thinly spread It wasn't until the day that the pieces were stomped to dust, and I no longer recognized the girl that looked back in the mirror, That I realized it was time to learn my way in this crazy world. I became gentle, sweet, the type of woman of which none is rarer So this is "Cheers!" to those people that chose to break me. and thought they were going to bask in the joy of my downfall. For without heaviness and torment that was born from the breaking, I might have gone without finding that there's a light to life after all.
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Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 11:23 PM UTC
Shards Of Light
This is a letter to the people that chose to betray me Those that I had trusted with the fragile parts of my inner light, And shattered it against the pavement, like it was made of glass. you laugh as you tell me it shall in no way shine as bright. For the longest time I was broken, shattered beyond recognition. A category four hurricane brewed relentlessly inside my head, So deafening and dreadful that I couldn't hear my thoughts and leaving shards of me scattered and thinly spread It wasn't until the day that the pieces were stomped to dust, and I no longer recognized the girl that looked back in the mirror, That I realized it was time to learn my way in this crazy world. I became gentle, sweet, the type of woman of which none is rarer So this is "Cheers!" to those people that chose to break me. and thought they were going to bask in the joy of my downfall. For without heaviness and torment that was born from the breaking, I might have gone without finding that there's a light to life after all.
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Dec 23, 2025
Dec 23, 2025 at 11:23 PM UTC
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