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My Days Woes...

Words, though calm have sharp edges that cut... wound... bleed. Eyes that look bore deep and broken the shield that is my strength. You are not what I thought the monster revealed and now all is lost I am forsaken. **** Distrust is given my strength lost. **** It's an annoying beastie that ruins my day who shuts the light out and dulls it gray. Whose words are repeated like an old folk song grinding my nerves as the day is long.