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The once stifling pain in my chest feels light.
My eyes don't search for you in a room full of people
And you are not the first thought of my day anymore.
The freedom I feel doesn't burden me but rather sets me free from the cage
I built around my bruised heart.
And a genuine smile tugs at my lips as the wind blows through my hair,
I've finally moved on.
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YOU ARE READING
Narcissus
Poetry❣︎: A place to freely express the words I had failed to say, the words stuck in my mouth - the words left unsaid
