Like scattered petals fallen to the ground,
My heart needs the pieces put back together.
Your words erased my existence.
Now, I can be free.
For you are gone,
And, I will never speak your words.
When I was young,
You held me captive.
You cannot hurt me now,
Nor do I scare.
Love does not dominate
It cultivates and cares.
I will not ever have your love,
But I have someone who cares.
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