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Renewed Self After Being Broken By Love's Illusion
you are not my reason anymore
for my arguments
i am my own reason
i chart my own matrices
i situate myself and
then claim my freedom
it is not easy to be weak
it is too inhuman for me to surrender
who are you? a tumor to my brain
a clot to my blood
a clog to my vein
i shall remove you from my system
i have more maps to draw
more places to hide
i am not afraid even if you hold me
i am hard as a nail i am slimy as my ulcer.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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