Beneath the cold inlay
Distant and unnamed
This skin is shed but thin
Where to start, where to begin
Four eyes cannot see the same
Just say those words that hurt
In myself
I've found the strength to say
A storm is coming
I won't succumb to fear
I hope
Never to return
world
words
unheard
trail
through
succumb
shine
those
storm
return
resistant
unnamed
start
repeat
embrace
distant
coming
different
again
where
despite
meant
myself
cannot
found
adversity
begin
tears
beneath
inflamed
forget
strength
innocence
inlay
place
learned
scars
light
never
paint
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