In need of healingA Poem by kelvin
Like flesh woulds and scares with time all things can be healed,
so they say. Then why do we die or cry sometimes from a broken heart of a loved one that's been killed? Take two broken wings with two equal seams and make them fly to a place of healing. But the physical and emotional scares from a loved one sometimes is oh so everlasting. They say sticks and stones breaks bones, but words will never hurt. I say that's a lie. Tongue lashes from brawn to decay we fall astray and like cattle become the prey. © 2017 kelvinReviews
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StatsAuthorkelvinALAboutI like to write and enjoy reading other s and what they have to say or express. i like to write from my life and experiences and that of another putting myself in someone else shoes writing from thei.. more..Writing
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