Once that past is left to where it should be. it no longer your shame. but something that has made you into something wounderfull.

 

you took me and crushed me

you made me in to such fine soil

you silenced me for a time

but you couldnt keep my voice

you made me bleed

then you made me bleed out all the poison

you made me afraid

fear only turns into bravery

you took my innocence

 i don’t need it any more

ive  grown now

the pain has faded

has turned into my victory

you don’t own me

turns out you never did

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