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You threatened me with good times,
I am a flower,
I opened my petals and let you in.
You picked me from a garden and discarded me when the smell wore off,
When I began to wilt I was no longer your muse,
Learning to Fly
My life was wrapped in chains
I could not see the light.
Parents coming and going.
Mental and emotional games.
Screaming, drugs, alcohol, abandonment, and pain.
