Stand Tall

To be knocked and fall to the ground
A climb that had its price
A wall that was built I made the weakness strong
You are the only one that took the vulcher away
To death it was made into a war
Love was no more
I now do not fall I stand tall
I am a woman I once knew before
I was taken and raped of my own thoughts
Now I find a voice that shouts 
In those moments I crawled now I fly high
Oh the wall has been replaced by a window
I see what I want to see the colours of my dream
A script I write I fire it I burn within the passion of each line
I am free to be me and me is what I believe in

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