Guiding Star

Oh my dear,

Look at you,

in your eyes,

shows what you've been through,

the turmoil of the past,

though it didn't last,

etched in your soul,

what you wished not to tow,

there a reminder they remain,

even though you feign,

to be an angel made of stone,

instead of flesh and bone,

but the diamond you become,

with the strength of more than one,

as you protect those who are near,

and all you hold dear,

the past does not hold,

your permanent mould,

this mask is meant to break,

for your own benefit and sake,

so let yourself grow,

and bloom and flow,

and be who you are,

for you're your own guiding star

By,

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