Scarcrossed

Exploring the unspoken pain of the past

By L.A. HancockPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Time may heal all wounds

But the scars remain, unseen:

testament to loss.

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L.A. Hancock

I'm a wife and mom, and this is my creative outlet. I am experimenting with lots of different writing styles and topics, so some of it is garbage, and I'm totally fine with that - writing is cheaper than therapy. Thanks for stopping by!

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