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I built myself in 365 days


My walls were built up so high and one day they were just…gone.

The thoughts rolling around my head had no words to them.

I forgot how to put my emotion down.

I showed myself off like I had my world put together.

Reality, I had no idea.

 

I was numb…

 

But there is always hope.

My confidence built from the ground to levels higher than they ever were.

I cut the places that brought me grief and sadness.

I’m sassier than ever and I couldn’t love it more.

I spit fire and happiness

I am a Phoenix.

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