To be sinned, not blessed
I want to sumurge myself in the rain
Let it wash away the pain
Let the blood lead the way
To the place where Id lay
Where my broken soul will be put to rest
To be sinned, not blessed
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Art Therapy student at Cedar Crest College. Art and psychology are my passions. Helping people is what gives me meaning in life. I am an advocate to reduce the mental health stigma, and I am sharing my story through my writings.
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