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The discovery that some people just cannot face or remember the bad things they have done. We have all done something that we are not proud of but it hurts when we are on the receiving end of those things and I believe it hurts just as bad on the giving end as well. Maybe both parties feel that they have been wronged and perhaps they both have. This is looking for the ability to forgive and I hope we all can find that grace if needed.
How sad it must be to erase all memory
All the pictures taken that are hard to see
The places and people that used to be
Loved and cherished, now refined
From now on, until the end of time…
Unknown, forgotten and released from foolish games
Crushing spirits and breaking hearts with no names
The invisible ladies that perhaps never existed
Grace and strength, encouraging persistence
What happened then, there was not a witness
Somebody knows…
The whispers are wrong
Words that are said
to an old country song
Somebody speaks…
The truth in the silence
Battles are won
Even without violence
The war has begun
Time will tell
Even if you are walked
Into the gates of hell
Much Love Much Life
