The choiceA Poem by AKhaus
I have made myself a prisoner of my own make.
I've relied on external relationships to provide what I felt was not inside. I'm getting my footing now, I am gaining control of my heart and soul. What is meant is meant and what is spent is spent. I do not toil there long. © 2017 AKhaus |
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Added on October 5, 2017 Last Updated on October 5, 2017 |
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