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My heart's been broken
so many times, it's a wonder it still beats. I built a wall so high around it, it seems insurpassable. Each day that passes there is a new chip or crack in that wall. I've come to realize it can only be whole again by tearing down the wall. I can only be willing to love again, by healing my heart. It will take time, but I am willing, to return to the land of the living. |
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Now that's a pretty darn good comparison. I liked the idea. Good write Teri.
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Thanks Robert, I appreciate the comments.
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Wow, Silk. Powerful and beautiful
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Nice write.
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Wow, Silk. Powerful and beautiful ![]() ![]() ![]() Thank you. At some point and time, you gotta get back in there and try again |
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Wow, Silk. Powerful and beautiful ![]() ![]() ![]() Thank you. At some point and time, you gotta get back in there and try again No. None of us have to do anything. It's all about choice, and I love the choice you're making ![]() ![]() |
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