Crushed Spirit


Crushed Spirit

He is quick to tear her down,
Quick to hurt her,
Quick to judge her,
Quick to taunt her,
Quick to scold her,
Quick to rip her apart,
Quick to disrespect her,
Quick to humiliate her,
Quick to belittle her,
Quick to make her cry,
Quick to break her,
Quick to put her down...
This person is her narcissist husband the one person who is suppose to take care of her not hurt her.
This woman is a rare gem amongst all the rubies out there.
She is fierce,
She is beautiful,
She is one of a kind,
She is special,
She is a blessing to all...
This incredible woman wears pain like diamonds.

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