Life wasn't handed to me on a silver spoon,
I worked for it.
I earned it.
Until one day,
It got torn to pieces by those I loved most.
I didn't eat from silver spoons.
I licked the blood of the knives that were thrown my way.
The life I built.
The one I really loved.
Got replaced with a whole new one.
Chloe Rose Violet 🌹
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Chloe Rose Violet 🌹
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Comments (5)
Chloe Rose Violet! You earned it and won it, so it must taste special.
Licked the blood....holy cow, that is very deep and emotional!
Very inspiring, love this
Very inspiring, this this
Very relatable! Love this.