Those Words You Hold...
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Rebecca Navarre
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Words so bitter, words so cold. I don't really
wanna know. As it is, life goes fast, life goes
slow. And carrying all that hate is such a heavy
load. All that blackness that you hold, do you
really wanna throw that stone. The world is already
hurting so! Rocks can really break a bone, can't you
just let it go. When restoration is the seed, if only we
would grow. Broken sticks can make the heart bleed.
Is that the path, we wish to weave.
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