FINALLY FREE

FINALLY FREE TO BE THE REAL ME

THE PERSON THAT I USE TO BE

FREE FROM BLACK EYES

AND STAYING INSIDE

FREE FROM WALKING ON EGG SHELLS

OR ALL THE LIES TO TELL

FREE TO TALK

OR GO FOR A WALK

FREE TO GO WHERE EVER I CHOOSE

SOMETHING I COULD NEVER DO

ANITA JAROLDINE LAMB

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