I am the perfect hurt and broken animal.

I escaped but he still crosses my path

And if he takes a step toward me it’s met with snarling and malice.

One can only hurt an animal so many times before the inevitable.

My Master took me in,  fed my soul, He brought the light back into my eyes.

I’m healing. I feel my strength growing each day.

I will have my chance.

I will no longer cower in the corner.

My voice will be heard and I will stand strong.


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