Itβs hard to admit
I was abused.
Still I didnβt quit
I simply refused.
I wasnβt hit
Yet I am bruised.
You did not commit
Always accused.
I did not permit
To be totally used.
Youβre a hypocrite
Will not be excused.
Life Around The Corner
Choosing Life and Operating Happiness
Trigger Finger
13 responses to “Trigger Finger”
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Nice post π
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Poignant piece, Tut! I am glad you’re okay!
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Thank you so much, Eugenia!! πβ€οΈ
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Most welcome, Tut! β¨
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Yes, stand your ground.
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Yes, I hope you are doing well too, and thank you for sharing your poem, letting us be a small part of your healing process. ππππ½
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Thank you so much, this really touches my heart. And writing here is definitely healing β€οΈπ
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You are so welcome ππ½β¨π
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π Touching poem, but very sad. I hope you are doing okay, Tut.π
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Thank you dear Amber. I am okay πβ€οΈ
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Iβm glad youβre okay.π
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