A growing flower
She was hurt, lonely and in pain
Doesn't know how to start her life again
Found salvation on her darkest night
That taught her how to treat herself right
Surrounding herself with the one who believes in her
Changed the way she looks at the world
She pulled herself together
And won the war she had fought
Days passed she grew stronger
Wearing scars on the battlefield she had won
Learned the language of self-worth
Found herself healed on pain she felt
Letting go on the past she had been holding on,
Noticed herself growing and blooming like a flower
Surrounding by beautiful things she already have..
Beautiful things that she'd been cravin' ever since...
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