It’s me who loves you


Life is hard enough on its own,
without the simple-minded judgments,
that whispers from streets filled with empty lies and angry ties...
Ties that can leave you in a knot. ...
This knot can leave you tightened...
Often hardened to the core...
Untieable to most that try,
but you just push them out the door...
She wakes up hearing, a voice that speaks within...
"Get up lil lady, don't you let this darkness win
You may be broken from the inside, but you are not afraid to fly...
To herself, she whispers...
." It's me who loves you, till you Die"

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