Out The Venue

Poem By Arienne Smith

Trying to find something positive to say about myself
I have to stop living on the shelf
I have to rip out of that destitute casing and live for me
not for my memories

Old scars have to disappear so my life can continue
I have to flee from fear and find my venue

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