When blame falls, let it rest on shoulders meant to bear. Not yours, not mine, not those who stood by truly caring. No fixing for those who wouldn't lift a hand. Different choices bring different lands. Some hearts are hardened, hopeless as stone. Why beat our minds and hearts against the wall alone? Let go of futile hopes, let healing begin.
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Sunday, December 29, 2024
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When blame falls, let it rest on shoulders meant to bear. Not yours, not mine, not those who stood by truly caring. No fixing for those who wouldn't lift a hand. Different choices bring different lands. Some hearts are hardened, hopeless as stone. Why beat our minds and hearts against the wall alone? Let go of futile hopes, let healing begin.
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