Unexplained Tears
But once I sat down against the wall on the floor in the back of the room, the tears started and did not stop. As I sat there in my Father’s presence, I could not figure out why I was crying.
But once I sat down against the wall on the floor in the back of the room, the tears started and did not stop. As I sat there in my Father’s presence, I could not figure out why I was crying.
Hurt
Who will hurt for the little girl that has been hurt so many times? Who will hurt for the little girl that sees the abuse and represses it to move on? Who will hurt for the little girl that sees hope in the future but doesn’t believe she deserves that hope? Who will hurt for the…
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