Why?
Its all they ask…
Even you,
Why?
We need to breathe.
We need to grow.
I,
to fly and find my heart,
To learn to see the beauty of my horizon,
To learn to forgive my soul,
To learn and know peace.
You,
To see the truth and light behind the lies
That darken your horizon,
To prove that people is worth respecting and trusting,
To see that souls who are marred with bruises and scars,
stained dark by the blood that bled out from them,
Can also be beautiful and pure…
The string has to be cut…
The soul has to be let go,
that the heart maybe found,
and love may grow
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