Photo by ehsan hasani on Pexels.com The light has burnt out the faucet has run dry Deflated we talk chalking up a tally of our failures I didn’t do this You forgot that I didn’t acknowledge your wins You forgot to love me It appears resentment is stored in the same compartment as affection and the heart becomes hardened in the faceContinueContinue reading “The Faucet Has Run Dry (with audio) “
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Secret Thoughts Within 