Maren Louise - Escape

Escape, Transformation, Renewal,
These are the gifts your friendship brings,
And what is life without these things?
Stenching, stagnant, like a rotting carcass,
Without you in my mind and heart,
I whither and decay,
Thank you dear friend,
For saving me from myself,
Breaking me free,
Unlocking me from my own shackles

Maren Louise

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