Weight lifted off my face,
I can smile, I can truly smile...
Shackles broken, not a trace-
I can dance once again...
Out of the water I can breathe
I am free to breathe again
Eyes open, blinking against the light,
Free to move and make things right...
Broken but healing, there is hope-
There is always hope.
1 comment:
I would love to dance with you sometime!
There is always hope. I know that is your truth
More warmth to help the healing
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