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Apr 13
There’s no need for me to overthink it
Karma is best served late.
I’ll sit back as the smoke clears,
Take a deep breath, and just wait.

Did you really think
I’d never learn to fight back?
That I wouldn’t get my lick back?
That I couldn’t stand on my own two feet?
It’s just like you to underestimate me
To push me to the back,
To try and do away with me.

But I’m richer than you’ll ever be,
And not just by my salary.
My ego doesn’t warp my sense of reality.
I’m not afraid to face myself,
I clawed my way out of hell,
And I gave myself to others along the way.

I can see the good in the worst.
I broke my family curse.
I’ve learned how to thrive on my own.
My dog is my best friend,
I’ve learned to decenter men,
And I know,
Life can always begin again.
Written by
T  31/F
(31/F)   
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