Counting
I dump my chips onto the table,
count my losses,
my love
my sister
my uncle,
count my earnings,
breath in my lungs
breath in my spirit
breath of God.
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
