Acceptance
The willingness to tolerate
But this is unacceptable
I gave you everything I was in possession of
My time
My ear
My lips
My purity
My words
My actions
My love
You took all that was offer and held it right in you hand,
you looked up from it, right into my eyes
You then spit on my face,
To show me how disgusting I am
How disgusting I felt
You left it on my face for me to wipe off
Only I didn't
I keep it as a reminder
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Author:
Rayne (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 5th, 2017 20:19
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Comments2
THEY are the discusting one, not you. Great write.
Thanks so much
Rayne, I like the writing and the structure. The way you go from the other person to yourself, back to the other and finally back to yourself. Great ending.
I like this one a lot.
Thank you! I'm trying to realize I cause my problems and I can learn from my problems, I have no reason to feel pity for myself.
Never ever feel pity for yourself. Keep in mind that you are strong, smart, beautiful and your own person. And only you, yourself, control destiny.
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