In this moment, for some reason, I am feeling strong and empowered. Today is about me. Today is about planning the first day of the rest of my life.
Today I am pocketing you.
A small small pocket within a pocket within a pocket.
I don't wish to ever bring you out again.
As far as I am concerned the last few weeks do not exsist to me.
I will find my wings again, I will find love, I will hold my head up high.
You never bothered to listen when I talked, maybe now you'll listen as I walk.
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