Carey York (11-27-1980 / Terrell Tx.)
I Am Free
You chose her over me,
You set yourself free,
You wouldn't let go of that stronghold,
And I wasn't about to fold.
I am your wife,
And for many years I have been in your life,
But as soon as she walked in our door,
I became the dirt that lies on the floor.
You moved out,
And took her without a doubt,
But I still have my boys,
And they give me much joy.
I hope you find what it is you are looking for,
For me, you opened a new door,
From the pain you had caused me,
I am free.
Poet: Carey York
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