A breath of fresh air A glove on his dashboard Her heart on her sleeve Her mother always warned her But she was young and so naive Those 'friends' she'd gone to be with All had other things in mind Oh how cruel the world can be To one so innocent and blind Following their footsteps Never the one to take the lead Plenty came to use her Evil planned an evil deed But years would be her savior And in time she saw the light No longer cowering on her knees Now she stands her ground to fight! The past had left her scarred so long For so long she had felt close to death But her future gave her second wind And she draws strength from every breath
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Abuse of any kind can leave a scar but its the strength to rise above that can carry you far
Debbie Stevens © 2007