I walked away to prove my strength
to confirm that I could stand alone
above you, above them, above him.
I never looked back at my weakness
My sinful happiness. My crutch.

It didn't make a difference.
I still fell on my face again and again
having to tend to my own broken body
with nothing but arrogance and lies

Now I can't deny the change within me:
My heart now longer beats, it only bleeds.

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