Knife-like, the blade wounds
Slicing through civility
Severing all ties
One moment shatters
False securities wiped bare
All hope stripped away
When this old heart hurts
The pain seems unbearable
The burden, unfair
When the Heart Hurts
Knife-like, the blade wounds
Slicing through civility
Severing all ties
One moment shatters
False securities wiped bare
All hope stripped away
When this old heart hurts
The pain seems unbearable
The burden, unfair
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Praying for Eyebrowz 
A good set. I hope it doesn’t happen too often
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We’re dealing with a situation right now with one of our grandchildren. I’m worried and anxious.
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I’m so sorry to read this
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I haven’t slept much this week.
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😦
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Thanks for your concern. We will get through this.
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Chin up Leslie, big girl pants on and all. Love to you xxxxx
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Thank you. I needed that.
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It’s hard, hard, hard when something is up with your loved ones. Beyond measure in fact. But big girl pants xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Thinking of you x
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