It hurts no more

I took a look at your picture again
Waiting to see if my heart would weep again
But strangely all I felt was nothing
There was nothing to be gained
By being sad...
I felt free for the first time in days
That picture didn't scald like in did in those times
Or those days
All I felt was relief... Freedom...
From the coldness of them dark and lonely days
I realize things have to be this way
Now happiness is no longer a phone call away
Its inside
A roaring fire whose heat cannot be kept at bay
Thank you Lord for making things this way
I am happy that you made me this way



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