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One Hard Look at..

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I didn't understand anything back then.

My innocence seduced by the power of men.

Their vulnerable looks and calculated touch

Made me realize quickly how I didn't know much.

This continued for decades though I claimed to be wise.

Wrapped up in denial like a tightly-wrapped prize.

A gift for somebody to claim for their own

Less of me each time I took a new throne.

Sitting next to my king I felt finally home.

But I didn't know comfort was only on loan.

The lying, the hiding, covering my pain

When the floodgates were opened at last I regained

A sense of clarity, clearing the way

For a brighter tomorrow, a safer today.

I hope that you're with me, no longer my king

But my equal, my partner, in life's crazy dream.

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