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The second birth
The Second Birth
Forward and upward
that's the way it must be
the only path to
set me free.
Free from darkness
that closes tight
gripping like a vice
in the depth of night
To hide as I do
and stay where I am
will keep me imprisoned
my life just a sham.
It's going to be hard
as fear grabs at me
a life long emotion
so much a part of me.
I must value me
nurture my soul
mend all that's broken
then I will be whole.
Not just a child
in a grown up view
but a complete woman
totally true.
The thought though fearful
is exciting to me
allowing the truth
the person that's me.
Such a release
when that time arrives
as away from my demons
I will emerge and smile.
The adult me that's
here at last
will live complete from
a childhood long past.
(c) Trizia 2007
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