So I Kept Her Locked Away
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Full title: "So I Kept Her Locked Away Until She Remembered She Was Fire."
She was the voice I silenced. The song I refused to sing.
I kept her locked away
The girl who saw too much
The woman who remembered everything
She hid in the lyrics I screamed in my car 🎤
In the beat that cracked my heart open 💔
In the notebooks I never showed anyone 🖤
This is my resurrection story 🔥
Told in fragments, fire, and music 🎶
Each chapter is a confession 🕯️
Each track held the key 🗝️
If you've ever loved music so much it healed you
If you've ever met your shadow and called it sacred
Then this journey is yours too
Welcome to the remembering 🐉
This is a true story told through poetry, memory, music, and fire. Some moments are dreamspace. All of it is real.
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