It follows, at a distance
Stalking, preying
Waiting for the perfect moment to pounce
To reap its wicked vengeance
Sometimes you run
Sometimes you hide
Sometimes you ignore
We pretend that you are not there, lurking
Then one day, an awful, yet great day
Enough is enough
A breaking point is reached
One day you choose to turn
The confrontation fierce
The battle brutal
Scars will be left,
Wounds deepened, but cleaned
Then, with the power of One who is greater than you
Forgiveness shared and freedom is won,
And from that moment on
Your history, does not determine your future
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