Mended Heart

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Dear shame,   You’ve stained my life Marred my heart with scars Engulfed my mind in sorrows A trench too steep to climb
I used to believe that lovewas in the way you made me feelon the best of days: the days my heartwas the feathered wings of a hummingbirdbeating so fast, I no longer touched the ground—the days you took me up to where the stars were so close, I cou
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