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Survivor.

You are gold.

I’ll never forget.

The war that I’ve fought.

Neither the wounds

That it has caused.

For I’m a survivor.

I let myself heal.

I’m a strong person.

I’ve always been.

But now, I am stronger,

way more than I used to be.

Won’t beg you for your love,

or to see my worth

for my actions will prove

the reason for my birth.

Cause I’m a warrior.

I’m not at all weak.

I’ll let you slide

to others over me.

For you do deserve better,

but definitely not me.

By Harman Kaur

I help people build their personal & professional life. Give me a chance, and you might just find a friend in me. :)

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