Here it comes again

Living in the past

What could have been, should have been

Deception

Preconceived notions

Not knowing what she thought she knew so well

Discovering beliefs

Navigating norms

Wishing things were different

If only she could change, erase

Hoping about impossible situations

Retaking pathways of pain previously travelled

Not letting go

Troubled thoughts delay sleep

Morning faced in empty despair

Seeking true love

Finding pain

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In creative solidarity, Dee