a Poem...
newness
a begining comes after an end
the end has passed and emerging from the cacoon u kept me in
my wings are drying
you kept me in a buble...
i hoped our love would break that cacoon
our love wasnt enough
it took my anger, to break free
to put up with you any longer, i would implode
i grew with u
the growth was hinderd
you were like a
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