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The One I Will Become
I will not become
Him
The man rotting in his cell
For the heinous crimes he committed
I will not spew my shit
On some innocent child
I will fight this lust
In any way I can
I will become
The woman
Who holds others high
With her pain and her story
I will become
The woman
That ends this chain
Of crippling pain
I will become
The exact opposite
of Him
I'll mend other's wounds
With my own
The memories that pain me
Will be the antidote
To their poison
That
Is the one I will become.
Him
The man rotting in his cell
For the heinous crimes he committed
I will not spew my shit
On some innocent child
I will fight this lust
In any way I can
I will become
The woman
Who holds others high
With her pain and her story
I will become
The woman
That ends this chain
Of crippling pain
I will become
The exact opposite
of Him
I'll mend other's wounds
With my own
The memories that pain me
Will be the antidote
To their poison
That
Is the one I will become.
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