Tag Archives: Childhood

Bruised Petals

it wasn’t the hand that struck and threw you to the wolves, but a mother’s ice-coated stare, that turned your world to ash bruised petals wilted, took fragility & replaced Heart with Hard ~ no room for youth in a … Continue reading

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I’m sorry I’m not perfect

Credit Photo:          Favim.com Wind swept through Essie’s hair she sat silently, eyes shut tight in sunday finery she was still visible the voices could still be heard she did not mean to break the cup, it … Continue reading

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