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I Remember


 

Mom, I remember

When a blanket used to make me feel safe

An invincible shield

With thread made of faith

Covering a child so ignorant

So naïve

So skeptical of pain

In some ways I am still that child

Running from the dark

But my monsters today are real

Feeding off trust

And they have shaped their scars

I know my demons now

Like I used to know my faith

And even the flick of a light switch

Could never chase them away

With every labored breath

I can taste my mistakes

And now, reaching my dreams

Depends on how much pain I can take

So I close my eyes and remember

A time before regret

When you chased away my fear

Braved the closet

Where the monsters creep

Said the coast is clear

And wished me the best of dreams

 

 

 

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Sabelle
<p>very nice... wow</p>

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