Life wrestles us to a broken ligament, Then takes the crutch from under our arm. It paints us deep to a forgotten pigment, Yet claims not to have been the color of harm. Our tears will flood a mighty settlement, Pain will grow as if planted in a farm. To days we survive,it is not […]
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