Lessons

Mark my words and turn my cheek, for yet again another breach.

Hoping someone held for me that comfort which I gave with ease.

Lessons learned and not withheld the hearts we break and never tell.

When we fail to learn the task, then evil wears its ugly mask. sct 2:17 am texas

 

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