Have you ever told somebody you were an artist and then were laughed at in your face ??? It's the lot of the artist. Bread crumbs & pain... lucky for a blanket and privacy. What's a pillow? I can paint an entire room for a meal and peace. I only desire to enjoy the present moment and not be a burden. I know romance and I know a shredded pained heart.... hurt, cheated upon, neglected, abused, beaten, battered, and more. I've frozen and cried, lived and died, suffered and thrived, through faith survived, I love and cherish this valued life.
Why do others let so many suffer needlessly?
Why do others let so many suffer needlessly?
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