My Hidden Pain
Take me away from the hell that has stepped in on earth., Take me away for I am wounded deep and need rest, My torn clothes and skin printed with blood has taken too much struggle; Take me away so I can change myself to be my best, Take me away so I can plan my steps, each precise and not holding me back, For I will return and storm the evil when I am ready.
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