I'm sure everyone has had one of those bad relationships that you just can't seem to leave. Unfortunately, my first and thus far only relationship was of this nature. I spent many nights crying over a boy who seemed to enjoy hurting me. This was my way of coping, my outlet. It's a hypothetical situation; in reality he broke
up with me, but I hope it expresses the relief of making the right
decision. It's not exactly a poem but poetic prose. I hope you enjoy it.
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