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The Only Thing

The Only Thing I was to him was a temporary toy I was never a real person One that had feelings and a heart Just a toy that he can play with and break Just to put it back together and do it again To him, I was just something to use till satisfaction was met That is all I have ever been to anybody Just something to be used The haunting words of them saying “I love you” And them not meaning it burns It is cut into your skin Over and over again Leaving scars every time they say it and don’t mean it They mess with your emotions Till they realize you are committed Then they pick you up and drop you So they can see you be broken They proceed to try and put you back together again But there is such a thing called a breaking point And I fear I have hit it Rock Bottom Some do not think it's possible to get there just by one But there have been many Many heartbreaks Just to be picked up by the same Picked up by the one who hurt you The one who pushed you past your breaking point To see you crumble So they can pick you up again This behavior They think it's okay But they refuse to open their eyes To see the real damage that they are doing They refuse to believe that this is true That they did this to you But it is It is all true And they are the ones who truly broke you

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