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I once fell on my knees
begging for love
Cried countlessly thinking
the pain would never stop
Over some time,
I’m forced to let go.
Let go of the love
that would never be mine.
I felt shattered and dragged to the ground.
As I sit in a corner of my dark room,
I held myself because I felt so cold and lonely.
Suddenly, a warm feeling creeps into my wounded heart.
A feeling of hope.
With a heavy heart,
I stood up.
With my weak knees,
I took a step.
I breathe and said,
I can do this, baby steps.