That kind of powerA Poem by bluesaturnYou destroyed everything that mattered to me with an iron fist and I was busy picking up pieces and glueing them back together, while you stood back and laughed. But I'm not that person anymore. I bet you think that I am broken now. I bet you think, I have nothing left to give. I bet you're happy in your lies, 'cause you believe I am your greatest masterpiece. But I am strong, I am here and I will not be silenced. I won't let you break me down into pieces ever again. I won't keep my mouth shut. You can't tear me down anymore. You don't holdthat kind of power.
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