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Allison Jun 2014
I've been kicked down into the dry dusty earth
Cut open, bled out and, drained of hope left to die
Marked with the seal of weakness across my soul and body
Shaking hands, runny nose and mascara dripping down my flesh

He arrived my savior, my hope, my future
Me a hopeless mess with no potential
He saw me differently than they did he loved me
The clouds were parted and love poured in
My soul was filled with faith and made stronger
None could tear me down, not again, not ever again.

*a.l.n.

— The End —