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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You threaten me… like intimidation is a skill you mastered. Even in Purple Month, when women are supposed to be celebrated, protected, uplifted— you still choose violence like it’s a personality trait. To you, our pain is just a concept. A poster. A speech someone else must give. Never you. You open fake Facebook accounts in my name— wearing my identity like a stolen jacket. Posting pictures of me like you bought me, like you own me, like my face is something you’re entitled to. You spread lies about me because truth has never loved you back. You scam people in my name because your own name is too empty to stand on its own. You threaten to kill me for leaving. You promise to send gangsters my way because freedom—for me— feels like disrespect to you. But every morning I whisper to myself: “It can be done.” And every night I thank myself because I’m doing it. Without you. And that— that’s what burns you the most, isn’t it? That my life gets better and better daily, even without you. Still I grow. Still I rise. Still I get thicker, stronger, happier— without you. Our “love” died the day I said hubby and you replied, cold as metal, “I’m not your hubby. I didn’t marry you.” That’s the day I knew— I was pouring love into a grave and calling it a future. So go ahead. Threaten. Lie. Create a hundred stolen versions of me online. Do whatever helps you pretend you still matter in my story. Because the real me? The woman who walked away? She is untouchable. Unbreakable. Reborn. Engaged Purple. Powerful. Protected by her own strength. And no gangster, no fake account, no whispered threat will ever dim the light I reclaimed.
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