I'm use to the hurt...that part is easy
it's the giving up on things and people and even myself i'm not use to that
pain I'm accustom to...ready for
almost like I expect it
So here I am trying to start something. Here you will read my inner thoughts of my living and being. I am still living because I have pain and joy, once we no longer feel we begin to die... be vulnerable for growth and transformation. Come as you are wounded, sewn together or joyous. It's never to late to write your story or perhaps rewrite it...
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