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Nov 2013
I know what I've come from & I know where I've been -
I don't ever plan on going back there again.
My life is my own, no one can take that from me;
this is my one shot, my one chance, my own destiny.
You say you got strength, let me tell you what that is;
you ever look death right in the face & say, "no, I want to live"?
Talk to me like you know what I've been through;
you'll never see it coming, let me tell you a thing or two.
You never witnessed my struggle, you never saw my tears;
you never saw the track marks, you never felt my fear.
You never witnessed my struggle, you never heard my screams;
you never saw the fresh scars when I was bursting at the seams.
Where I come from, your outside isn't what counts.
It's all about your inside -that's what it's all about.
Your spirit, your mind, your everlasting soul;
your light, your heart, it'll fill the gaping hole.
Darkness it'll destroy & eventually leave behind,
then you'll understand these words & know the reason why.
This life is my own, no one will take that from me;
this is my one shot, my one chance to finally break free.
... Now just watch me.
Luisa
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Luisa  NY
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