• Mrs Ann

Infuriated

The anger that I have stored deep within the fiber of my being can not be understood.  My operational perception is clouded by the pain and sorrow that I feel.  Who, but God can erase this pain.  My children can’t do it.  My husband can’t do it.  Nobody But God!

Hello World!  (it’s a cruel one)

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