Beaten and bleeding
It was a hurting heart
The pain resonated
At every dart of the dent
It stared at me and still does
But with a different heart
Never knew I could let go
Such hurt
That ties and traps
The offended
While the offender
Is a free bird
Made me grind in grieve
Sob in pain
Buried in shame
What was not me
But was put on me
Thank goodness
I chose a path
To let lose
And let go
I gained freedom
Allowed my heart heal
That was good for me
Got a better me
Cos I forgave
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