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A poem about my divorce |
| Warming rays upon my face, I wake to the new day it's promise is that of light and right and happiness. To forget, move on, free myself of the past the new day awaits and I must forge ahead. No looking back, no regrets, no taking back what was said, what was done, who was left behind. It was all done on purpose, and though there was pain I see nothing but a healing wound near my heart. The day is mine, the time is mine, my life is mine. You have no say, no right, to any part of me anymore. I take care of only myself, there is no one else. Say goodbye to me as I finally say hello to myself. |