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Jul 2014
You tore me down to build me back up
You’ve emptied me to fill up my cup
I was broken, scattered, tattered and torn
And from my chaos a new life was born
You already lived inside my heart
But my foundation had shifted and was cracked in parts
A city can’t rest on uneven ground
My buildings were standing just to fall down
The skyline was real and so was my view
The sun would still set, just right, on queue
But pastel painted tricks in my mind
That my soul was great and my foundation was fine
Then the storm came and I fell to the earth
My chin scraped the ground and I tasted the dirt
This brought my eyes to the floor of my city
For the first time I saw the cracks, they weren’t pretty
And in that very moment, I knew
You brought me down to see a different view
It was time to rebuild and I’d start at the core
Cause when you are the center, the foundation’s restored.
Audrey Illena
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Audrey Illena  F/Georgia
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