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Fight

Isolation is a choice, After being disrespected, taken for granted, I cannot rejoice. Evil is like poison rotting the soul, from the inside out. Full of anger, rage and doubt. What is this fight really about? Behind your professed love, no meaning, no touch. I miss the honesty from the past so much. Maybe this is temporary, just a season of trials and lessons to be learned and activated. In the afterlife, I'm free, after being reincarnated. There are words you cannot take back. Not falling off track. I need to renew my self love and self respect. A lie I can no longer detect. Its a shame to be so misunderstood. Living in a hidden, unknown neighborhood. Not being able to speak my truth, Consequences from my youth. I'm tired of putting so much effort into something that may not last. Trying not to repeat the mistakes from my past. Feeling as if I'm going to lose my mind. Refreshed, awake, only wishing to unwind. Trying to leave it all, behind.

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