The story of lilly

Her tears were stained in the collar she wears She thought trust was to play But abuse was trails of loyalty in mind games The soilder in a collar Ever breathe blessed to breath The water torment The choke out in to many to bleed The slow process of healing on her own Light therapy helped Learned to forgive and embrace Know it's her own race She learned and overcame Best and well trained Rough around the edges Relearning again