Beacon

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sad little girl, don't run from me
I want to help you be happy and free
sad, small child why so much despair?
don't run from gentleness and care.

i know why you hide
pain has followed behind
but trust me when I say that i'll destroy your demon
i'll become it's victim, i'll be the beacon.

you were too young to be hurt
you were too small to be heard
i'll give you protection and security
i'll give you back your purity.

-letter to my 13 year-old self

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