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Jul 2016
I'm done following your rules
I've dealt with your blows
And I have finally found the end to this endless tunnel
I'm no longer your puppet
I will not sit and weep, hoping for a better future
I'm done being broken my love
Did it help you sleep at night knowing I was in pain?
Did you enjoy witnessing my scabbed up arms?
Did you enjoy seeing me in the endless darkness?
Did you think I would stay there forever?
Wrong my love, I am more than your petty blows
Now its my turn to deal the blows
And you're going to pray to that being you vowed to never believe in
That I died that day
The day you thought you broke me.
So my love
Be ready
For I will never hurt you
The way you have hurt me.
Instead I will fly and soar
Like a bird out of its never ending captivity
my dearest love
Kat
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Kat  18/F/California
(18/F/California)   
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