July 16, 2002

July 16, 2002 12:40 AM

One quiet step freer. I had colored and forgiven and tried to understand. I had not let toxic words contaminate faith. I looked behind them to the state of mind when they were fired like a weapon at a target, dumped like trash, emptied like bowels filled of poisoned blood.

Today I took another step away from the idea of you.

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