So who has me now? Displacing me and going about, Forgiving the injustice, Accepting the happening, Lapping my wounds, It stings and it shows, The pain to feel Whole-halfheartedly. Hushing me tenderly, Sick of my whining and crying. Pushing me to surrender, He's been there. But my skin's scabbed too thick. The slow and painful... Continue Reading →

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