For the love of money is the root of all evil?Yet that evil has to be pursued just to live as people…?People work to pay for things, in an attempt to feel equal.But no-one feels equal just that after life there’s a sequel.Well, if they sub-consciously follow the Sun’s wise path, deasil, that is and try […]
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The Burning of Burdens by Edith Marion
I can’t always feel the sun shine during his thunderous reign.I carry the guilty burdens in bags with tags bearing his name.He wants me. He doesn’t love me.I’m mostly a prize to gain.Tempers’ flare yet he convinces me that I’m the one who is to blame.He doesn’t want to hurt me, really, it’s just his anger towards […]