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Oct 2018
From a broken home to broken trust and everything in between. . .
I am who I am - just me.

I've made mistakes & been accused of the wildest of things. . .
Though I've become a better person through it all.. I still remain - just me.

I've had it all and lost it too.. Along with my mind and feelings. . .
No one else dragged me through the mud or seen me through - just me.

I've built new walls around me, that I now stay in comfortably...
No one can gain access again.. NO, not that easily..
Cause no one else has the entry key... No one else..

JUST ME.
By: Miranda M. ©MLOVE559
(Mon.) April 30, 2018 - 6:30am
Miranda Martinez-Perez
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