Wounded

Everyone has a wound
some have one or more
except the size differs
a wound on the body
created by an object
a wound in the mind
created by frustration
a wound in the soul
created by sin and crime
Humans are wounded
but little do they show
no human without wound
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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