lost & found…

and now i’m finding myself.

first i got lost in his eyes,
and in his words, and in his arms
holding me…
then i got lost in all the lies he told,
and i was just… lost.

but then i looked myself in the eyes,
and i found my voice,
and i learned to hold myself up,
and i started searching for my truth,
and now i’m finding myself.

– butterflies rising

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traces of him…

it's been his soul passing through the others

it’s been his soul
passing through the others,
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him,
in these ones who were just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home,
all of it guiding me as i grow

– butterflies rising

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