Another me
Another place and time
A new beginning
before yesterday’s nightmares
And today’s mistakes
Strong
and confident
and brave
A me without trepidation
Never little
Eyes wide open
skin without scars
a me to warn others
how to never be me
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This other you is with you. Please value her and let her out to play.
ReplyDeleteMary in TX
she is too sad to play Mary.
ReplyDeleteOh, that makes me cry.
ReplyDeleteMary
I am crying too!
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