I was so bitter and so undecided
I'm better than that now
Or is that just arrogance
I haven't learned to allow
I look at all the hurt
And I see a damaged girl
In the centre of it all
In a heavenly swirl
I see me lashing out
In words and treble tones
Looking for absolution
In a world of groans
But you can't find it here
My sweet petalled child
You'll never find through war
What is free and wild
You'll never find through hurt
The place that you can't touch
And it is not a weakness
To love someone that much
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