Being Mine

This entry was posted on March 21, 2018, in About Life, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment

You can’t keep me.  Only I can keep me.  And that’s both beautiful and terrifying.

I am the possessor of my own soul and you can’t have a piece of me unless I say so.  I can choose to take me back anytime I want.

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