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This was written by my friend. I think it pretty much sums up how i feel about past relationships and those who want to control and manipulate free spirits.

 

‘ You cannot tame a butterfly
If you wish it to retain beauty
For only in freedom
Floating in the breeze
Is their splendour manifested

To keep one for yourself, contained
You must catch it in a net
Put it in a jar
Pin it to a board
Rip off its wings
Options boasting of barbarity ‘

Love?

selfishness.

my heart treated like a revolving door.

no mercy, cruel, unkind

blame.

no pity

one time, twice, a third

no more.

false friendships and and false trust

lies.

arguments.

stress

Heartbreak. Tears

Selfish, drunk and stupid

low self esteem

self-worth gone.

dragged on the floor with dirt

like the dirt you are.

embarrassed.

never again.

 

 

 

then the door opens again.

shit.