War is over

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Now that the pain doesn't hurt as much anymore;
I thank him.
I thank him for helping me realize my potential.
To help me stop feeling sorry for myself for all that life has dealt me.
I know I am destined to do great things
And his words lit fire to the leaking fuel in my heart
that has been so desperately wanting to turn to flame.
I may have lost the battle between us, but I will win the war for myself.
And I hope you go on too, and fight all the battles you have ran from for so long.
Fight them for yourself.  <3

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