Anchors
I hate it.
It hates me.
My past is an anchor.
It drags and stops me where I am.
Don't cut the chains.
Use the chains to lift that weight.
And take it.
It takes you.
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I'm a student and I've discovered a new love for poetry. I'm bilingual - first is obviously English, and my second language is Japanese. I'm very geeky and I can talk about Batman for hours. I want to inspire others.
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