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I used to stay through every sign,

And waste my peace to buy more time.

I made excuses, bent too far,

And called each red flag just a scar.

But scars can teach a heart to see,

When something wrong is not for me.

They teach you how to trust the shift,

Before your soul becomes the gift.

So now I leave when truth gets loud,

Before I disappear in doubt.

I learned to leave sooner than pain—

And that has changed my life again.