Ripped, torn,
shredded and bruised,
taken for granted,
hurt and abused,
barely beating,
dying inside,
yet a flicker of hope,
still resides.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Ripped, torn,
shredded and bruised,
taken for granted,
hurt and abused,
barely beating,
dying inside,
yet a flicker of hope,
still resides.
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