My mind clouded with thoughts of fear.
Take my time I will get there.
Lost between the heart and soul.
My mind seeks to take control.
Angles touch so nice and warm.
Why does my angel have big horns.
Caught between now and then.
Cross the stitch born again.
No longer controlled by fear and pain.
Stress overrides gratitude in what I've gained.
I know sometimes things change.
Happiness is on it's way.
Find exactly what you need too do.
No need dont have a clue.
I guess each experience is met to last melt and form or break the glass.
It's time to change and find myself no need for all those doubts.
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