This is a personal documentation through poetry.
I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it...
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I am a curse to men, and men are a curse to me. A lesson they must learn in life will ultimately come from me. And from them, I get ashes in my mouth. When the tide rolls in and I feel the water touch my skin, I am free. But at a cost known to no other. A piece of me rips itself out with the departure, But I pray it might hurt less This time around.
