My blessing, my curse

Am just a girl A hurting girl A crying girl… Advertisements

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I may not Love Again

I struggle to hold them tears inside Tired of the daily streams flowing through my face Who said love was good? That love was beautiful? That love was comforting? Well, they lied What they forgot to say Was love hurts Love is ugly That love is a source of the pain that gnaws deep in your visceral Twisting and salting Continue reading I may not Love Again