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I’ve Got This

Sometimes in life we try to make sense of conflict by using the emotional tools at our disposal. Because every action is powered by a motive, I imagine that we could easily confuse our weapons and our wounds. How on... Continue Reading →

Pain Will Out

Her heart screams in pain It's cries go unheard Buried deep within Several layers of skin Muffled with stuffing Sealed firmly in place Cries become dull echoes Faint tingles in her toes Having the last say Her pain worms it's... Continue Reading →

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