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    Will I really get a fresh start, to be the authentic me?

    Or has control and pain tarnished who I'd love to be.

    Will I ever be independent and strong like I pray?

    Or has oppression decided that it will always stay.

    Will I be ever be loved they way my heart has always ached?

    Or am I really only desirable when someone is half baked.

    Will I ever experience the romance that's always swarming in my mind?

    Or is it really just a fallacy that I shall never find.

    Will I ever feel like a princess that finally found her prince?

    Or will love stories and fairy tales always cause my heart to wince.

    Will I ever see the sunlight even through the pouring rain?

    Or will my spirit always look for strife, deceit and pain.

    Will I ever be feel comfortable living in my skin?

    Or will I always hate my looks like it's a mortal sin.

    Will I ever really have all these things that I desire?

    Or has my soul been extinguished like a once burning fire.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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