I would have died of grief y misery if he would have never found me/
weak y vulnerable He forced me out of fetal position giving me what I needed to learn how to inhale the stench of free will on my own/
Was never written for me to inherit endless love by humanity for protection of nearly forgetting him/
Now I see/
History had me laced in amor fighting against him tangled within rebellion y bitter leaves fighting to grasp it on my own/
Running from truth /
Thinking I was smart enough to out run the white horses within fairy-tale stories/
Now I see/
He has taken me through the hardest battles only to watch me closely/
Only to keep me close to him/
Taking the time to water my roots properly/
Keeping them out of hydrating from dry hearts y heavy hands that have subconsciously over saturated me/
Not a being has ever come close to loving me the way that he does/
Now I find myself growing like fields of flowers never seen by the eye/
because of him I'm finally beautiful.
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