Trying to see me here?
I'm moving on,
I'm already gone.
All the sorrows,
The dark clouds,
And shame,
Left behind safely tucked away.
The place I called Home,
Is now just a visit,
And the pain while not gone,
Has numbed.
Still struggling,
Always changing,
The point is I'm already gone.
So don't cry,
Laugh with me and hold my hand,
This new adventure, new life,
Everything carved out,
It has a Liz sized hole.
Everything I once was,
Comes off with soap and water,
Starting anew I tell you once more,
I'm already gone.
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