The blackish-brown fading away.
New growth is happening.
Something they could be proud of.
Her heart is evolving into something that longs for love and goodness.
She's finally washing her hands of all the hurt and going after better.
Her smiles have meaning behind them.
Her laugh can warm the cold weather.
She's glad to be rid of the Devils and Demons her world.
She's happy to be her own person again.
No longer holding onto the pain everyday, just slowly letting it go.
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