I've only wanted one safe place
And trial by fire has been my lot
My parents couldn't give me what they didn't have
And I think of all that I am not
And now I've found it for myself
Through shame and hate with tears and grief
And now I am what I was not
And I have found the thief
Who took the thing I wanted
But left a clue or two
My life is slowly healing
And self love is coming true
PFK
2/06
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