This Day Is Mine
Like a statue of clay
my life has been
over and over
time and again
always keeping
a silent tongue
not realizing
the damage being done
days did pass
tears did fall
and one by one
I counted them all
under my breath
I pledged to change
but day after day
always the same
all these years
all by myself
not ever asking
for any help
today is mine
I finally break free
this is my day
the day I will leave
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