Memories can cut.
You will open up.
You will bleed.
Fall down and break.
Take these memories.
Set a flame to them.
Let them burn.
Let them become scorched.
As ashes throw them into the wind.
Watch them disappear.
As your wounds become covered by a scar.
You will feel comfort.
You will feel the healing.
You will arise.
You will stand on your own again.
Let the wind blow through you.
On its' way to the morrow.
Carrying everything far away behind you.
Now you are free.
You are free to be you.
You are beautiful.
You can soar.
So soar...shine!
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(19/12/2012)
Let go of the harms that are your memories and throw them into the wind as ashes.
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