Wreckage left behind, scattered shreds strewn,
Pieces of my heart entwined ‘round cold, hard objects hewn.
Fear- the culprit of this mess that caused so much destruction,
Anxiety- still unable to repress Love’s power to heal what’s broken.
Picked a fragment, one by one, my task starts to come clearer.
Inside- I begin to awaken, my true desire, one step nearer.
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