Death leaves
scars on the
hearts of
the living.
Unstitchable
wounds
destined to
irritate those
forced to
bear them,
forever.
(Originally Posted 13.5.2019)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Death leaves
scars on the
hearts of
the living.
Unstitchable
wounds
destined to
irritate those
forced to
bear them,
forever.
(Originally Posted 13.5.2019)
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
Poignant
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Glad you think so 🖤
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True 💔
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🖤🖤
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I can feel the pain in this!
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It certainly was a painful write 🖤🖤
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🧡🙂
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Oh my 💔🖤
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Couldn’t agree more!
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💙💙💙
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So true. And very said.
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Thank you my friend 🖤
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True that. Grief is more like a scab. Just when you think you’re healing, it screams to be scratched and you’re back to square one with a open wound.
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Couldn’t have put it better myself. Thank you my friend 👍🖤
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