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November 7, 2016
Bruised
there is a bruise on me, a large, discoloured weakness where once I had been strong enough to carry the weight of what they thought, who around my life walk and live and laugh and smile; loved and adored and it frightens me that I hurt so much that every kindness touches like a blade, sharply thrust into my very heart callous twisting while all about me smile, unknowing
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Bruised A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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