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Smitten

Everyday I undergo therapy

By writing what is inside of me

My hurt was buried many years now

Thou the world has known only recently

My saddest regret

Is the pain inflicted on my loved ones

But we will heal

And that is a certainty

A document of my life I have written

To rid myself of that which smitten


My mistake has destroyed something inside of me

And has badly hurt my family

But from it has sprung

A meaningful me

Who understands life and its reality

What was given up

Was not meant for me

And so I did wholeheartedly

What is mine

Will come to me

With knowledge of its indestructibility

And a promise of all possibilities.


Lorna Ilena Smithen Bussue

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