You don't cause my happiness anymore, someone else does. I don't wake up to see you every morning like I used to, she makes me. And now all of my friends approve of her, unlike they did with you.
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The Hardest Prison to Escape is your Mind
PoetryMy poems of healing quit short I must say although it took me about two years. I want you to see I'm better and that I don't need her.
