Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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Each dropp is a crying child,
A beaten woman,
I grin when i see the deep red,
I cry when i think of what i have done to myself.
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Marilyn Lott
25 November 2008
A poem of deep hurt and pain. So sad! There is always happiness, but sometimes you just have to look extra hard to find it. And there IS always help! God Bless! Best Wishes, Marilyn
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7/23/2025 2:19:05 AM # 1.0.0
great! love the line where it says 'I grin when i see the deep red'