BitterA Poem by Rachel MyersIt’s the who can be HAPPIEST Without one another
contest.
No one is winning But you can have the
prize; Being alone.
For you see I will move past this
and find REAL HAPPINESS
And you will be STUCK With happiness birthed
from spite. © 2012 Rachel MyersReviews
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StatsAuthorRachel MyersRome, GAAboutI'm Rachel. This is me updating my "about me" for the first time in four years. more..Writing
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