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I Am No Longer

I’m no longer
Held captive
By your looks.
No longer
Prisoner
To your charm.
No longer
Kept as your
Slave.
I am my own being.
I am free.
Never again am I
Left in your wake
Bleeding and
Desperate.
No longer am I
Hoping for death.
I’m no longer
Yours.
Because I am
No longer.



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