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 May 2013 Kaitlyn McEowen
J Drake
I am not my glory;
I am not my false reality.
I am not my story;
I am not my personality.
I am not my past;
I am not my hurt;
I am not the last;
And I am not the first.

I AM, and that is enough.

I accept what is.
I understand this moment.
I love this moment.
And for this I am ever grateful.

My life is incredible.
The journey, so sweet;
My adventure, inevitable,
The path, unique.

The time is right now.
I can find my success.
I still don't know how;
But that's part of the test...

To believe in beauty,
Even when I fail to see it;
For in this act,
I become the Love I needed.
And
all I remember
is that I felt like
dough.

Tender,
you sculpted my body
as if
you were a God.
Twisting
and turning,
creating a master piece.

But as I think back,
I find it hard to swallow,
because I know
I am not the only piece
in your collection.
this is a really old one, alright so I'm going to play with this more and make it much longer, but here it is for now ~

— The End —