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Jan 2014
normally, I don't bruise easily.
any kind of put-down or insult just
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off.
yet today,
I'm black and blue.

your words hit home, this morning.
usually, they don't mean ****.
so what's going on?
why have I let these walls down?
can't even let my own family in.
L
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L
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   ---, R, ---, Alice and rained-on parade
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