You are no longer the shadow that hangs over me, mocking me with its insistence, with its mere presence, its torment.
You are no longer the cause of my pain, no more do you haunt me with sleepless nights and greet me with overslept afternoons, like something of a plague.
I no longer fear what you have in store for me, no longer do I dread any and all anticipations that Lucifer knew you would ruin.
You are no longer something that fills me with apprehension, for my worrisome ways are now placed elsewhere, hopefully to where they rightfully belong.
You are no longer something that I cannot eradicate, for my newfound power in the face of your possession, stronger than I’ve ever seen it, cannot be stopped.
I no longer fear what it is I cannot control, no longer filled with dread at the very thought, for there is no greater control than being able to rise.
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