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One Ince More
by: Alice Plath

I am on the rise now.
I've got you by the throat.
You've torn my life up long enough.
I will not become a joke.

I am going to get better.
I'm going to have a life.
I'm going to live for myself now.
This is not how I will die.

There will be days I want you back,
To look you in the eye
To punish myself for who I am,
To just curl up and cry.

But I am fuckin' sick of crying.
I'm sick of being sad.
I want to skip through the roses.
I hope you won't be mad.

I will do it for my friends
And all the people I love
I want them to see me smile
I want you gone for good.

©2002 Alice Plath. Reprinted with Permission.

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