I first thought, I was never good enough for thyself

Could not see how I could be blinded

I was at your feet at my weakest point

Your torture was of stabs at my heart

I died and came back stronger than ever

Fought the battle for too long to give up

I let god and continued my journey

Scars of my heart remind me of the pain I endure

I kept on going for I did not stop cause of you!

Learned to love thyself completely



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