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I used to give hundreds of hopeless chances before

I used to give
hundreds of hopeless chances
before cutting the cords
of my bleeding Cordelia.
Now my patience falls
at count of three
I'm kind no more
Can't wait any longer for you
to come over yet again and
cut me
If you don't know
how to hate me
I will give you a reason
You got scissors, I got swords
We are now even. About #broken friendships following broken hearts (singular/ multiple times)
About second chances, but how many thirds, fourths, fifths?
About becoming somebody's rock to hitting rock bottom.
About giving emotional support to getting emotionally #wounded. 
About giving boundless #love, to building healthy boundaries.
From fighting all odds to Getting #even
I used to give
hundreds of hopeless chances
before cutting the cords
of my bleeding Cordelia.
Now my patience falls
at count of three
I'm kind no more
Can't wait any longer for you
to come over yet again and
cut me
If you don't know
how to hate me
I will give you a reason
You got scissors, I got swords
We are now even. About #broken friendships following broken hearts (singular/ multiple times)
About second chances, but how many thirds, fourths, fifths?
About becoming somebody's rock to hitting rock bottom.
About giving emotional support to getting emotionally #wounded. 
About giving boundless #love, to building healthy boundaries.
From fighting all odds to Getting #even
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Mansi Rajput

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