Bella, I am sorry you were used by a narcissist.

Unseen, unloved, in their cold embrace,
The puppet’s heart withers in this fruitless chase.
For there is no warmth in a narcissist’s touch,
Just an endless hunger, that takes so much.
You Give Love, They Take Control — Endless Hunger
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Bella Smith ⭐
John Hansen PAL
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Aug 20, 2023
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Bella, I am sorry you were used by a narcissist. At least you finally broke free of the toxic relationship, and know what to watch out for in the future. I loved the poem.
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Written by John Hansen PAL
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Freelancer, short fiction writer, and award-winning poet who loves experimenting with different styles and genres. Writing is in my soul and it won't leave!
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