Beaten not broken

I gave love away For pleasure long faded Now suffer the fools In the hell I created I seek to reclaim This gift with all flaws That once I abhorred And chastised without pause Thinking my heart Was no longer suited For dreams never true And fairytales uprooted But the Builder forgiving In all of love’s glory Gave me a path To continue my story…

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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