Some say live, it is a razor…

Some say love, it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
and you its only seed.
Bette Midler

Teen Grief: Helping Your Teens through Grief
Our deepest fear
A flat, monotonous plain is not for me
I knew only one thing

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