~Change of Heart~
For so long I thought,
My suffering scarred.
That it only brought,
An unyielding guard,
Upon my soul,
Never to let another in.
An ulterior goal,
To help evil win.
For these scars of mine,
Are not irreparable.
This hate in my heart,
Is not irredeemable.
I am drawing a line,
To show where I am not able,
To cross, for no art,
Is worth this pain, unbearable.
My wounds I lick,
My body I rebuild,
Brick by brick,
For he who willed.
Has more for me.
No more falling to gloom,
I will become like a tree.
I will regrow and bloom.
My suffering scarred.
That it only brought,
An unyielding guard,
Upon my soul,
Never to let another in.
An ulterior goal,
To help evil win.
For these scars of mine,
Are not irreparable.
This hate in my heart,
Is not irredeemable.
I am drawing a line,
To show where I am not able,
To cross, for no art,
Is worth this pain, unbearable.
My wounds I lick,
My body I rebuild,
Brick by brick,
For he who willed.
Has more for me.
No more falling to gloom,
I will become like a tree.
I will regrow and bloom.
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