Stepping back into the same place wont change face or break the chains that bind you to the pain that will never diminish. Im finished, Breaking free im walking away, enough is enough don’t ask me to stay and watch as you run in circles your turning purple cant breath when it hurts ashes to backlashes life is but a dream until it crashes and then were lighting matches reminiscing at the grave yard but why is it so hard for you to see that all which surrounds you sets you free.
Calling me from the backseat cause im your friend. Im YOUR friend so let me tell you again, to much time is wasted on tears get back your years, face your fears and fight for your freedom from the blood that was shed your mans dead and these tears are not even from him. Time to WIN!!
Best Friend in Me, My girls & God
- Feb. 14, 2015, 2:22 a.m.
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