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Jumble
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The heart grows fond of faded memories that only existed in the imagination of us all.
That one thought is timeworn and aged to non-perfection
They say we are "ripe for the picking" and yet we are but seeds planted in the ground, still hiding from the sun.
The burn is too much for our young leaves to feel.
ll.
Teen angst is in this year.
They say it is the new rebellion which of course was in the pages of some nameless magazine that teenagers consume with hungry eyes as if we would starve without the words.
If I could touch your face I would allow the sordid thoughts to run through my veins.
Your past can now live at the Red Cross.
lll.
We and you.
She and I.
It's all the same if you think about it.
In religion they say that a female was created from the rib of a man.
I would gladly give it back, if that would make sexes equal.
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Maybe now we can talk about self mutilation is a way that will not make anyone flinch.
That statement is as un true as it was when I first exposed my scars.
Do not speak to them so they can say they were ignored.
Some of them like being sliced with the shattered pieces of a broken childhood.
lV.
Let us all bow our heads in prayer and hold the hand that cups yours.
Maybe one day they will learn that the being they are worshiping said.....
"This is My commandment, that you love one another, just as I have loved you."
*Note..[John 13:34; 15:17; 1 John 3:23; 2 John 5]
