Said "I do" awhile ago.
Choked by its snares...
Suffocated to lifelessness,
Stunting my growth.
Appear to be forever trapped.
No time to dream...
Quit attempting to achieve.
Aroused by bitterness' scent
Standing stagnant
She's attracting, inviting,
Forgiving...the catalyst for me living
She's my Past...
I must move pass.
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