Still life here and now
Trash. You get to take it out then, Mr Goodwill from the Middle East Guess I’m stung This is anger At all my losses Those frames are actually material evidence of a broken important octave spanning many years and finally admitting it was over he looked like a devil laughing in my face, T my attempt to salvage some grace from it
Really? We are loved equally? Help me realize that, lord.
Like I said, in the other blog, some of us keep our meanness inside a little more carefully. Others let it fly and there’s the shocks. But I’m only now recognizing my lawful anger
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