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Apr 2014
I am not the girl you wanted me to be,
but you don't even know it
I know you wanted something different

You want the girl the put on the light blue robe and let a stranger dunk her head under water.
You want the girl that cried at the alter on her knees begging god to bring her friend back
You want the girl who had perfect grades and dated the boy that you liked
You want the girl who did everything you said without question


I hate that I'm breaking you're heart, but in breaking it I'm finally free
I'm finally free

I'm free of the chains that I used to wear like ribbons in my hair
An ode to my parents. I love them.
Ellen Stewert
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