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Chapter II · Poetry

Flames

I’m done regretting my past Growing has been far from fast I’ve been cut deep, that’s real But you know what? Fire tempers steel I’ve been asking God for the wrong thing “Give me something to take away the sting” I know that words will not suffice here So I’ll show you the overcoming of fear I’m seeing clearly with these new frames Life can put me back in the flames I don’t want easy, I don’t condone weak, When strength is what I seek So make me grind, make me wait I’m here for the fire, I won’t be late Pain has purpose, I see it now When I get up again, you’ll know how

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