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My brain is constantly rewriting and editing the memories of you.
You held the demons in my head for ransom but brought poison to my heart. Our love was excruciating but well worth the torture for you gave me the most rarest gift: wings.
Because of you I can fly on my own and I must admit, freedom taste so much sweeter thank your love.

So I'm 19 and just started writing and would love for some feedback!

#LoveNewPoems #Poetry #Writers

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