Ransac
I knew I'd find it somewhere along though,
My lonly trails I follow the dark past
"This wasn't the right way," was said I know.
To turn around, truly you would not last.
But to hear is to see and truth believe,
the love i shine, benonthed love to be.
Belittled and scared, was put off, naive
But shined with strength was to be me.
So I stood by you. Innered my true faults.
Finding myself: An inhuman caress.
Hiding away in the midst' of a fault.
Belittling myself to less than less.
Through all this I learned to be as me.
Through all this how i really should so be.
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