I survived
STAR LIGHTS...I CAME TO SEE
INNOSENCE...YOU STOLE FROM ME
ON A COLD AND WINDY NIGHT
I PLANTED MY SEED
TO BUD AND BLOOM
IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FLEUR DA LIS
TO THOSE WHO KNEW
YOU WATCHED IT ALL ALONG
AS we SUFFERED THRU
AND YOU LEFT ME THERE TO DIE...
BUT YA KNOW WHAT...we SURVIVED
FIGHTING EMOTIONS...
FEELIN THIS FEEL
FOR ME TO RECOGNIZE WHAT IS REAL
FIGHTING EMOTIONS...
WITH TIME IT ONLY HEaLS
I TRIED TO FIGHT
I CANT COMPETE
IM WAS PARALYZED FROM MY SPINE DOWN MY FEET
I COULD NOT BREATHE
NUMBNESS CAME INSIDE
YOUR VOICE WAS ACTIVELY HOLDING ME DOWN
I EXPRESSED MYSELF WITHOUT NO SOUND
YOU LEFT ME THERE TO DIE..
BUT...
I SURVIVED
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