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May 2015
Once you made me happy,
It was only just for a little while,
Now I can really finally smile.
I refuse to be shackled.
I can claim my victory
In my internal battle.
Now I am free,
I refuse to feel blue.
I can be happy with just being me
I am free of you.
This could probably be a continuation of my poem The Internal. I tried to make it rhyme for once. Tried.
Heather Anderson
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Heather Anderson  27/F/Chicago
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