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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