Beauty In Pain
purified in the flame
cleansed in the rain
finding beauty in the pain
accepting the distain
of all that became
there's sincerity in shame
dim's the only pressing view
fog covers through and through
empty in the reach for you
breathing in a quaint defeat
the scent of hope's subtle retreat
familiar gloom sets on both feet
wounded spirit, rest once more
with mended wings in time you'll soar
crafted through divine weaving
these thoughts are just deceiving
your maker's form will hold
and once again you'll be made bold
purified in the flame
cleansed in the rain
finding beauty in the pain
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