a Living Breathing Journal of My PTSD Journey. as I Paint through the Pain & Celebrate Life.
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Monday, January 28, 2013
Heart of stone.... Your tear's don't fall [they crash around me]
[11] days will turn to [12] at midnight, each day I will collect a stone......Each day I can move a mountain [one stone at a time] My heart,has turn to stone,and tears don't fall......
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