I had to pull out my pen for this—
Stab myself and bleed onto the page,
Show my soul raw and undone,
So the world knows love won.
Unraveled, I scream, “Fuck shame!”
A soliloquy straight from the brain.
If I’m posting love poems again,
You already know—something insides changed.
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