It is finished.
Vulnerable, but strong. I stand today, sometimes in awe of whats changed.
Its good, but still lasting. I used to think it forever remained.
My heart was filled with all the mean words I wish I could of said.
Now I sit peacefully glad they stayed inside my head.
Wishing nothing but happiness for you, you still deserve to smile.
Although, mine was taken away for awhile.
I've found peace in the guiding hand above.
Forgiveness all within me and nothing but love.
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