Sunday, July 29, 2012

Emptied

An empty shell,
abandoned.
I walk away from my defenses,
the fat that protected me,
from regrets and shame
paralyzing me,
from resentment and blame
that released me from culpability,
from lies I carried and enhanced
to keep the first slip concealed.
I may look the same
but that's not me.
I have a brand new start.

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