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(via iloveyoursoul)
I write my own future;
I’m no novelist’s creation.
I control all the outcomes,
in my exclusive narration.Too long have I been love stained,
needing to be pure once more.
Who knows how many opportunities
were left waiting by the door.I had failed as a writer,
but now I’m back for revenge.
My pen knows what’s best,
pushing sadness off a ledge.No longer will I be
a damsel in distress,
but now a fair maiden
putting suitors to the test.I write my own future;
I’m no novelist’s conspiracy.
From now on my outcomes
will consist only of prosperity.Check out more of my poetry here.
