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I often blame myself for the iniquity of others. If they had abrasively grazed the fragile strings which hold me together then it is because I, and only I have given them the thought that wounds do heal in the end but scars are often invisible and I am still hurting.
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC
Hurt
I often blame myself for the iniquity of others. If they had abrasively grazed the fragile strings which hold me together then it is because I, and only I have given them the thought that wounds do heal in the end but scars are often invisible and I am still hurting.
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC
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