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They've fallen from me.

They can no longer conceal this--

I will not let them.

They are afraid of my beauty,

so they tell me I am no beautiful.

Oh but I am.

So they've fallen from me--

And look at them now.

 

It has shattered around me.

It will no longer conform me,

I will not allow it.

It held me from my freedom

so that I would not know myself,

Oh, but I do.

So it has fallen from me-

And I will just move on and on.

 

He has run from me.

He will no longer hold me,

I will not stand for it!

He never want me to be strong

so he tried to make me weak,

But, oh, I am strong.

So he ran from me--

And he will always know who the weak one is.