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I have fallen in love with pain 

and no way out; I pray one day I will gather strength 

to walk away. 

I shall rout hatred for the past that chained me, 

all along I know it was me -

an enemy. 

From that which was a gift I withdrew 

in a perfect husk of sorrow 

peacock blue. 

A stone I refuse to become; 

instead I choose vulnerability:

may it all hurt for I do not care.

deep down 

I gasp for air. 

I write poems with no rhyme 

and stories that end with death 

a darkness of a life 

I do not regret. 

And I promise one day 

I will be fine.