shot to your heart

Long ago, you wanted to heal a heart

without admitting it fell apart.


But you found truth: live or die.

You found the choice: fall apart or fly.


You would be starving…

instead color and keep carving;

Never eating lies they fed…

Blind to the life they led.


hurtful words you forgive,

choosing what you live;

whilst you understood

time is something to elude.


worries, shots to their head…

birthing you miracles instead…

And with power you commend

Truth. Words unwilling to bend.



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