In this world where my trust was torn, And every bond seemed to be well worned. I stood amidst the wreckage, strong and tall Rebuilding my empire, rising from a long hard fall.
No more will I let them take what's mine, Protecting my sanctuary, drawing the line. For every loss has made me very wise, I guard my personal space, where my living spirit lies.
I stand my ground ,rooted in my own domain A fortress of strength, free from every disdain. Though these scars may linger and show my resilience will still shine & glow.
I've learned to rebuild, piece by piece, line by line. So ill let them come. but not too close, For I've learned to guard what matters most. In my new empire, I find solace and rest A sanctuary where I am truly blessed.
- Author: Natalie Heisey (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 15th, 2024 20:06
- Category: Special occasion
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