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Words of kindness
are like a balm for the soul
and should be applied liberally
where it hurts the most
I pray that today shall be your very best day of all.
That you shall see the little things for what they are.
The things that reveal Christ to each of us daily here.
For to be Loved, by those that you hold so precious to you.
To have an warm breeze come up from behind you.
To have someone buy you coffee or something else.
For to finally be shown the biggest blessing of all here.
To be use to draw others to our Living Savior and God.
For we were put on this earth to bless others not ourselves.
 Mar 2016 Arvind Krish
Isha Kumar
Here's to those
who seldom sleep.
To those in the shadows
who silently weep.

Here's to those
who feel all alone.
To those whose company
are the thoughts they own.

Here's to those
who sing of silence.
To those who are
sick of violence.

Here's to those
whose world is a stage.
To those who hide
their sorrow and rage.

Here's to those
who toss and turn.
To those who watch
their dreams crash and burn.

Here's to those
who starve for affection.
To those who face
merciless rejection.

Here's to those
who hide their past.
To those who think
love never lasts.

Here's to those
who wait for a letter
to tell them that in time
it all gets better.
Note to self : Keep that chin up, buddy! You are loved.
she looked at her reflection in the mirror
as a single tear escaped her eyes
she choked on words she could never say
and wondered if their words were really lies
she had been promised the world
yet here she stood afraid and alone
she stared at her scars and recent cuts
and she knew she would never belong
she would never be enough for anyone
thats what the voices in her head seemed to say
she wasn't even worth the air she breathed
she wasted away more and more each day
scars where either a comfort or a reminder to the pain
she liked them more at the darkest of night
but in the light of the day the others saw
and wondered why she was never alright
why her whole body shook when men were around
why those memories were never erased
why her lips quivered when she was addressed
why she never spoke out of place
she cuts to feel and feel and feel
but there is nothing to erase that ache
so she feels the pain day and night
so that her fragile heart won't break
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