Finding my space, my place to breathe
In living my life I refuse to bleed
To claim sorrow’s tears and the memories of pain
To shackle my soul and tamp down the flame
This life is too short to let roses wither
Before they can reach for the sun
And the morning of tomorrows to come
Where life’s precious gift is the moment I’ve spun.
I let sorrows linger in the shadows behind
While I open my heart and my soul and my mind
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