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affirmation

this is where I am

I plant a flag upon myself

I lay claim

to me.

 

I know my face

I know my voice

I know the feeling

of my own skin

 

I have comfort

in the silence.

My spaces

are familiar.

 

I have found

that elusive thing.

The one that calms a heart.

 

 

It's called acceptance

It's called respect

 

And I cried many bitter tears

Ad my hands tore at my hair

And my grief tore at my heart

for the loss of a dream.

 

But the dream is over.

I was blind for wanting it.

 

I am calm.

Mostly.

Now that I know.

I hate you more than I hate myself.

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Dec 10, 2013
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