Sunday’s Song

I have been judged and crucified this week for having the audacity to sit at the table and  continue to play my hand as it had been dealt,  when everyone else has folded and walked away.  Where do you go after crucifixion?

“nothing gon save us now”

Blinders off. Heart: broken.

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