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Freedom
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2010
Imagine you woke up tomorrow and everything you knew was a lie
The person you loved was really a monster,
The feelings you mistook for love were really abuse,
The moments that you seemed to fit were manipulations,
The nights of passion were really romantic trafficking.
Imagine you went to sleep tonight and in sleeping lost your dreams
The hope that they would fix it,
The desire to not believe the worse is true,
The reconciliation that would one day take place,
The silly inclination that you could still be friends.
Imagine you woke up tomorrow and everything you knew was a lie
Would you bother waking up?
Well would you?
Deeply Personal Poem
I wish I was that open, I strive, I fail - this is honest writing ~a~
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thanks Allets...right now I feel like ass as far as being a writer goes...so I guess that was much needed
Much Love
Ashley