A Kinder Knife
Tear my heart
Rip my soul
A knife kinder
No greater judges
Half truths and lies
they part my soul
Distribute such abroad
Angry detractors and accusers
Their lies are contemptuous
A knife is kinder
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Sonja Hand
I write, conduct social media and social activism for Small Business and Tea Party Conservatism. I am a direct descendant of the Mayflower, and everything American in between. Share your story, and I will share mine.. Live life to the fullest .. YOLO
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