Beauty From Ashes

She changed me. I told myself I wouldn't let her,

oops.

Never again, will we have those moments.

Our movies, shopping dates..

or toxic arguments.

Will I miss you? No.

Can you see me? No; you never wanted to before unless it was

convinient for you.

You took my voice when I needed it the most;

now look who's talking.

So thank you, for doing absolutely everything

wrong.

Thank you for hurting me in ways I will

never let anyone else.

THANK YOU 

for showing me my true beauty lies within.

Not that you'd ever see it.

This poem is about: 
Me

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