Tucked away and hidden
Away from all the pain
Away from all the hurt
That you decided to create
Away from prying eyes
I spend time healing
The best I can
In my lost and lonely hideout
I make a final stand
To be stronger than I have ever been
And that you ever knew
I will find a way out
Of this attachment towards you.
Via daily prompt: hideout
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