This was only a beginning, just another beginning
For a woman shattered and torn to begin learning
That a little taste of freedom needs time for exploring;
That a little taste of sadness needs time for crying.
This was only an ending, just another ending
For a lady aged so quickly in this way of living.
With the bitter taste of lust, she needed time for loving.
With the bitter taste of pain, she needed time for healing.
This was the turning of the beginnings and the endings
For every tear drop, every unkind word, and every heartache.
Now she begins anew with lovely dreams and hopes worth praying.
Now she walks with destiny and chance for a life worth living.
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