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Marlene

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

2 poems·Since April 2013
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April 29, 2013
The tears I'm crying, the pain I'm feeling, To know I brought it upon myself is too damn demeaning. The promises I broke, Ones I should have never made, Stop me from being with you to this very day. To swallow my pride, Stop myself from living in vain, I'd have nothing to lose and everything to gain. This isn't the first, It won't be the last, To have pride means being stuck in the past.
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