I know how it feels-
The anger and desperation when something you made
Is savagely destroyed
I sob and scream loudly
It’s out of my control
All I can do is mourn the loss of something that was becoming beautiful
I know how it feels
I’ve felt it often all my life
He never had any qualms with drowning the fragments of my soul
And it’s the most terrifying comfort to know
In spite of all that’s changing
His devastation stays the same
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