Scars
Life is full of scrapes and strife, we ponder each day of our pitiful lives...some gathering crumbs of happiness while others drown in an existance flooded
with red-tape and outside pressure. A mere breath of fresh air, or extra "pennies from Heaven" to bring joy to the children... Family courts and their damaging forces... set up
to defend those they put assunder. Children of Love, beaten down and robbedby a system gone wrong...where is the justice?..the sanity??? Scars to remember the things they
didn't have...pains from the pressure of a family being torn apart. Love is what they
need...Scars is what they receive.
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