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Rewrote me

When I saw everybody playing with emotions, I changed.

I was the one getting hurt, turning my emotions off I isolated myself

I wanted to be healed before hurting myself.

I knew that my grassland would be vacant soon,

in the myth of love, the greenery would be gone.

So I switched myself off, went for the vicious soul,

a teardrop from their eyes I saw

would burn my heart with every drop.

Stood stronger than the trees,

I wanted to be free!

I chose myself over the world,

thinking this is called victory.

I changed for the better I believe,

preferred to be the thorn in the yard

where petals were laying down, admiring every tree.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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