Self Love, Once when I was running

Self Love Once when I was running

Self Love

Once when I was running, from all that haunted me; to the dark, I was succumbing- to what hurt unbearably.

Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.

In time I stumbled upon it, an inner calm and peace; and now I am beginning, to see and to believe, in who I am becoming- and all I’ve yet to be.

• Lang Leav

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