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    I feel hurt beyond words
    that the boxes of emotions
    buried in my heart
    are knocking so violently
    to be let out.
    My breath was yours,
    decisions too
    approved by you,
    every step my feet took,
    you told my to follow
    a path you cleared,
    without a frost
    of doubt,
    my steps were yours too.
    Somewhere along these lines,
    between these words,
    a piece of me is lost,
    not knowing where it's essence rests.
    What is it that's ever been my own
    in this life,
    that is 'supposedly' mine?
    Only these fights, triumphs
    that never succeed are mine,
    the smell of bloody hatred
    is evident beneath
    the truffles of kindness
    I shower you with.
    A mind that keeps
    wandering to places unholy,
    tormenting itself,
    only to find some clarity
    in the way I've chosen
    without any strife. #thoughts #poetry

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    What is it that's ever been my own
    in this life,
    that is 'supposedly' mine?

    (Entire poem in caption )

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    - SAM