deep and blind
innocent
and trusting
sincere
and
bold
the scenery changed
it was ugly
still i saw
brighter than ever
like chapters in color
of every last mistake
the movement
bad judgement
entrapment
lies
to remain safe
errors in judgement
come haunting back at me
accepting it I have to
accepting what they did i will not
i am not blaming this on me
for not knowing
for not understanding
for not wanting
for waiting
for believing
this will go away
will it?
it will because I am making it go away
it is time
keep writing
say it Sara
Out loud
Walk with me Lord
Walk with me Lord
Again
Walk with me Lord
The time has come
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