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To Believe


He stripped away

my self-worth, layer by layer

until there was nothing left

of my personality.

Yet i never forgot 

about the girl

who i use to be.

She lived inside,

my caged soul,

waiting for the day

i would set her free.

Casting her light

into my dark mind,

hoping that I would see,

flashes of a better life,

glimpses of possibility.

I was never alone

because she believed in me.

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