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betrayals, broken families, collectible, crying, divorces, empty promises, haunting memories, hurt, leftovers, pain, sadness, scraps, sleepless nights, treasure, unbearable losses, unloved, unwanted
Phones that never ring;
Minutes in timeless watches—
Hopeful seconds arrested by
Sounds barren years drowned out.
Heartaches that never cease;
Losses in sea-tossed bottles—
Buoying memories floating on
Wide-screens stretching across oceans.
Home that never was;
Tears in comfortless pillows—
Unwanted screams loudest in
Rooms empty promises fill.
Lies shackled
Sneers tackled
Prayers battered
Dreams shattered.
Senseless scraps unconsciously collected.
Don’t hoard treasure down here where it gets eaten by moths and corroded by rust or—worse!—stolen by burglars. Stockpile treasure in heaven, where it’s safe from moth and rust and burglars. It’s obvious, isn’t it? The place where your treasure is, is the place you will most want to be, and end up being. ~ Matthew 6:19-21, MSG
