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Dec 2015
Time is no longer frozen, in fact now it goes by too fast.
How terribly cruel and ironic is it,
That life goes by quicker when you want it to last.

The scars have faded, though they're still forged in my skin.
Now soft kisses are planted like roses,
Upon those wounds inflicted by sin.

My crutch is far more sturdy, my hand is held real tight.
And he knows to walk with me slowly,
For I'm still healing from the long fight.

I wake to a phrase I thought I'd never hear.
A string of words constructed sincerely,
With a breath of warmth when heard by the ear.

The darkness is still here, and lingers far behind me,
But his light shines much brighter,
As it illuminates the world around me.

So I look into my broken past, and design a carefully written letter,
For those needing a will to live,
"Hang on, I promise it will all get much better".
Amanda Scott
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Amanda Scott  United States of America
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