I Have Wounded You.

    Thoughtless words are the knives with many blades, they wound as they fall from the pen. Judgement lay unrealised upon the page. Careless eyes, blind of understanding had condemned the innocent. Apologies lie empty as shells within the sand, or the pebble washed away in an icy river’s flow, which no amends can stem.     flow 

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