Comes from making all kinds of sins
It is with trial and error
That we can truly face our terror
You know that you are coming into grace
When not a bit of your history do you want to erase
For it were not for making mistakes
Could we slowly begin to become awake
The " grace of my soul "
Is allowing my true self to unfold
I feel that for the first time that I am coming into my own
I don't just feel it in my mind,but also in my every bone
Slowly the internal scars
Begin to disappear when you know who you are
Every other aspect seems to become less
When your mind can rest
The personal battles begin to cease
When you arrive at peace
I had always felt my life was a scrambled sketch
And that I was nothing but a wretch
Now my mind is like a serene field
And I cannot help but yield
In this beautiful internal dwelling
That softly begins telling
The loveliness of this world
to a girl
Who was shy and meek
For now I seek
The guidance of my mind
And I listen to each and every heartbeat
I am just now starting to feel complete
For we all come with a different bodily mold
It is up to each and everyone of us how our story is told
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