Not anymore

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I used to be affected by the smallest of things, 

No longer do I languish on those broken strings. 


I used to feel the slightest tinge, 

Now my heart is locked behind a fringe. 


I used to wear my emotions up my sleeve, 

Not anymore do I maim and grieve. 


I've reached a point where nothing hurts, 

At every betrayal, to calm - my soul reverts. 


I've found myself and nothing else matters, 

At the slightest hint, my world no longer shatters. 


The walls I've built around me are not in protection, 

Those walls are of self-love, a careful selection. 


I don't shed tears and no it's not numbness, 

I am worth much more than petty glumness. 


I revel when the pretentious leave, 

Instead of crying, I simply heave. 


There was a time when I was fragile and quite breakable,

That time has passed, I now am resolute and unshakable. 


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Hey, you'll!


How is everyone doing? 


In case you're wondering why so many gloomy doom finally kaboom poems; it is because I've kissed quite a few people from my life goodbye, shut doors that no longer wish to stay open, and shunned negativity out of my life. The result? I feel so much lighter and so much valued. So, key take away here, accept the glorious mess that you are! If you don't value and love yourself, no one else will either! 


With that, until next time!


Cheers!


Zoya 








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