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THIS place, THAT place
THIS place, THAT place There is A place in my past A place made of joy, of hope, of the future, A place made of pain, denial, of hope lost. THIS place is a real place A place made of brick, of concrete A place made of wood, and of glass. A place of bright colors A place of scented air A place of peace THIS place was my first place A place to leave my parents gaze A place to grow, to meet the world A place to call mine A place to make my own A place where I got to make the rules THIS place was also where I became a woman A place I lost my virginity A place where my innocence ended it also became THAT place THAT place where things went too fast THAT place where things went too far THAT place where NO lost its meaning THAT place where NO lost its power it became THAT place I became a woman THAT place I lost my virginity THAT place where my innocence ended it became THAT place where apologies fell upon my ears THAT place where I questioned myself THAT place where words of sorrow and regret took root and grew. THAT place where I allowed those words to overshadow actions THAT place where my heart and my mind fought THAT place where my mind won the battle THAT place where my mind began to lay fault at my feet THAT place where I forgave when forgiveness wasn't deserved THAT place where I shouldered the responsibility that wasn't mine to bear THAT place where I couldn't be anymore. it became THAT place THAT place that wouldn't leave my mind at peace THAT place I passed and wouldn't glance at THAT place i passed and couldn't glance at THAT place that forever changed me THAT place I couldn't escape from THAT place that left scars so deep i thought I may never recover it became THAT place THAT place of darkness THAT place of loss THAT place of pain THAT place that i fled i was physically in a new place but mentally THAT place still haunted me I drove past THAT place often Over a year passed before i dared to even glance at THAT place I saw a dark place a place of decay but i saw it. I looked at THAT place months passed I spent countless hours exploring my mind, exploring THAT place I faced the pain of remembering every detail I faced the pain of those moments time and time again I faced myself, my role in it all I faced my failings I faced my feelings months passed I stopped at THAT place often I sat in my car and looked at THAT place THAT place made of brick of concrete of wood of glass Then one day without thinking I approached THAT place my hands touched the brick the concrete the wood the glass I touched THIS place THAT place Finally THIS place THAT place was just A place |
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You certainly have a way with words. Great post Amelia
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What a place must be.
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come find comfort and pleasure in our place
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1/20/2016 10:15 am |
amazing , very powerful writing
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nice job
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