“What I Carry, I Give” I have walked through fire that wore no flame, Named it “home,” and answered to pain. My childhood, a storm without shelter, Love—barbed and bruising, And still, I stayed tethered. They say time heals, But it wasn’t time that saved me. It was the...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
