New life

They say destruction is a form of creation. 

Do you know how true that saying is? 

They destroyed me

Who I was

Who I was supposed to be. 

Now I am just a hollow body roaming around. 

My new realty. 

My new life.

Their most recent making. 

They were right when they said destruction is a form of creation.

Just look at the new me. 

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