She breathed out a sigh, content.
After all the tired,
Attempts to make amends with her,
Own self at once expired.
She could finally find some peace.
After all the self hate,
She may have forgot how to love,
Her own self and own fate.
So many lies had been chasing,
Her life for oh so long,
That she had begun to believe,
She was not someone strong.
Sometimes the longest of journeys,
Are those only taken,
Within our minds and our hearts,
Which ourselves awaken.
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