your words
sealed away
yet surrounding me
i face the fear
of their accusations
examine them diligently
realizing that growth
was stunted by harsh admonitions
borne in my youth
it was time to heal
and move on
in order for love to remain
#Whatdoyousee
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I Write Her 
I always marvel at the power of words, sometimes casually uttered, to affect our viewpoints and our future. Well written.
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Same, Jorge! Words are powerful!
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Nice!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Well done, Susi! We have to let go and we have to let ourselves heal.
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Thanks, Eugenia! Yes, indeed! 🙂
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Most welcome!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Deep. We do have to let go of some of those old letters no matter how priceless they sometimes feel.
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Yes, we do. 🙂 Thanks, Jude!
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Hurtful words or harsh judgmental ones are the hardest to forget. The wounds heal but the scars are always a reminder. Thanks Susi for joining in with your insightful poem.
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Yes, until we heal. And when we are whole again, life becomes treasured. You’re welcome!
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Thanks! 💖
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A poetic description of the growth process. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you, Ali! Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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Good one. Amazing the voices that still ring in our heads.
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Dysfunction is the hardest thing to overcome, IMO. Harder starts of life tend to produce harder lives.
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Know it too well.
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((hugs)) same
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I suspected so. Hugs back.
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Thanks, VJ
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