I pray for that day,
my love to come my way.
pull me out of this shell,
to face this world again.
To break the hardened shell,
to make me brave and strong.
protected in his arms,
to prove my fears as wrong.
Allowing me to fly,
to be myself again,
to dig deep inside,
and pull out the pain.
That day would be the best,
the freedom of my fears.
my soul would feel at rest,
and brave to walk again.
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