I scrape my knuckles.
On a filthy glass strewn floor.
Then I taste the blood.
-aaa
Life’s Hardships
Anthony’s Crazy Love and Life Lessons in Empathy
Loves, lamentation, and life through prose, stories, passions, and essays.
I scrape my knuckles.
On a filthy glass strewn floor.
Then I taste the blood.
-aaa
Anthony’s Crazy Love and Life Lessons in Empathy 
Your very welcome! I like your images as well, very appropro for the narrative.
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Thank you 😊
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Your most welcome!
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I like that you left a lot to the imagination.
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Thank you 😊
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Anthony, this is so close to what happened to me about an hour ago. My cat was playing and he knocked down my mom’s antique, tall mirror I have in my room. Shattered all over the floor. I picked a piece up and but my finger real bad! Then I got the broom and dust pan thing. My sister came in and helped me clean everything up. My cat is fine, just real scared. PS I wrote my son (it’s his birthday today) a poem. I hope you can check it out). Anyway, I really like this one, and now you know why I can totally relate to it! Carrie 🌿
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Thank you as always, Kerry Ann I’ll definitely read what you wrote. I love your work. 😊
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Beautiful and impactful 🌹
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Thank you for saying so 😊
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Pin clipboard items to stop them expiring after 1 hour
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