Dear Me
Your heart has been ripped apart
Your soul is in shreds
Your spirit is nearly extinguished
The life is leaving your eyes
The fight is leaving your body
The fire is nearly extinguished
But it's not
You're still alive
Your heart is being pieced back together
Your soul is braiding itself together
Your spirit is returning
The life is returning to hour eyes
The fight is returning to your body
The fire is returning
You're a survivor
Never forget that
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