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when you left me,
it gave me a choice
i had to make.

i could let the sadness destroy me
and give in to my negative thoughts.
i could give in to things i could
possibly get addicted to.

OR

i could take all the sadness
and use it as fuel to better myself.
i could move forward and still remain
kind and graceful.

i made my choice and with that decision,
i decided to make myself proud.
this time, i chose me.

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