People congratulate me for breaking free.
I think about this so called freedom and it confuses me,
because the things I am allowed to do now
are the same things I did yesterday.
I will ditch these now-dull games;
for the moment they became legitimate, they
have lost their spark.
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Sunday, May 17th, 2015 | 13:31
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Slurs
PoetryCollection of soulful poems inspired by lived experiences. // Cover by me