Hurt, pain, sorrow
Been molested called fat and ugly
Heart and mind stomped on
So I'm getting it all out to start anew
So much...so much hurt was stressful, pain killing, sorrow draining.
My heart, mind, and soul, finally said enough is enough...
So I'm getting it all out to start anew.
Now I'm standing tall, head held high, smiling as I admire
my hair, my makeup, my gorgeous frame.
Started to walk away, stopped...turned around took one more look,
winked and said "I got it all out"...to start anew!
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