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I see her (song/poem work in progress


What is this thing I see here in the mirror
so beautiful
a gentle face but such an angry soul
bleedin out the tears she couldn't cry
that burned inside for all these years
a hemmorhage to cleanse the wound
 of shame and doubt and twenty thousand fears

and now I see it in her eyes
the strength, the fight
the burning fire of that inner light
and I can read it in her wicked smile
weepin with laughter all the while
and now I finally understand why
the ones that truly live....
they're not afraid to die


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