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Read Morecontemptious need flooding over my sorrownever on the morrow to be let freeit's just another day of sadnesswith knowledge, heavy privy to his holiest's feelingsbedlam vain, I am not enough, I'm afraidlike Cain before me my gratitude is given...
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hello lovely Alexandria good evening thank you most graciously for such a beautiful comment and thought 💕 I guess this was a conversation I was having with God today sometimes I feel like when he asks something of me I am ungrateful…my heart hurts over this that my first insinct is to be selfish…I truly appreciate you tonight 💕
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I don’t think you’re selfish at all. I think you’re hurting. 🕊️🌾
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian good morning thank you graciously forgive my late response I thought I got back to you on this one ❤️
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Brenda, you have a gift of taking even your suffering and making great art. This speaks to me of a soul hurting but also a talent that is unmistakably the source of true art. You are more than worthy to God I am sure. And not a selfish person.
John
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hello dearest John that is such a beautiful comment and thought just lovely thank you ❤️
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Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you graciously dearest Damian ❤️
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Outstanding my friend. You take passion and love for this one person and enshrine it into a poem as divine as it is beautiful.
John
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Read MoreSitting in the restaurant Where we usually dine Been waiting since eight It is now past nine Suddenly the room was quite Felt a tingle in my spine My hair stood up and so Did that below my waistline Hands, legs, heart, trembled Before I spilled that bottle...
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This gets the blood pumping. Very well done.
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Thank you mistress… she does like the pumping part💋
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hello dearest Sam there is something primal in being desired this way beautiful 💕
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desire, and lust were the first primal instincts human beings ever experienced since they started walking on this Earth.
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Now THAT is a statement! Whew!
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I have lots of those statements in my arsenal… thanks Willow for your lovely statement
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Passionately penned, Sam. I concur with what the ladies above are saying my friend. Amazing write. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you my friend… as you can see being chocked by a lady has kept me away from here for some time
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Something about being claimed… I agree with Fia, it does get the blood pumping. In all the right places.
Nicely done xx
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it also feels very liberating being claimed… it is an oxymoronish feeling… oxymoronish!?!?! is that a word!?!?
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You know Sam, I am unsure. If it isn’t it damn well should be! 😉
xx
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Powerful work. Excellent.
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thank you .. I always appreciate your kind comments Tom
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Very nice indeed, but my sweet friend, you are no swine. Not to anyone !
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whatever animal she calls me by… it doesn’t change the fact that I am hers… not anyone else
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Read MoreTo be alive is to resist Every breath sacred Every second a victory The world weighs heavy on us all It weighs down hard upon The abandoned billions Be happy you are human And not a pig To be alive is to fight Against the lions Against the mustard...
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I am generally happy not to be a pig. Wouldn’t mind being a dog somedays, at least if I get to pick my owner but that’s probably asking a lot.
Living is a constant choice but there will be more than enough time to rest and recuperate at the end for all of us.
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I agree.
I would rather be a cat than a dog. A cat can be free and domestic when it chooses. Dogs are bound to their owners for better or worse
Thanks for reading.
Regards James
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are we not like pigs as they are stuck in a pig pen with their waste as we are stuck in our world with out waste…I agree to live is to fight I will not give up easily great write 💕
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Thanks for reading.
there is so much shit going on right now.
The pigs above us have turned the world into a pig sty.
Regards James
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Poets aren’t giving up. WE have to keep fighting.
I won’t give up even when I am dead…I swear I will not.
I have been so angry lately and just can’t help to write it out.
The lions are winning right now, but they will get their tails caught in the door…and be lead out.a necessary poem here.
j.
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The bastards are winning but hopefully not forever
Thanks for reading
Regards James
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A thought provoking writing, my friend. What will be after death? Will there be anything at all?
I think that the afterlife is a kind of stopover that gives us the opportunity to rest and to reflect until we reincarnate again. Havan and hell are no places but other expressions for the light and the Shadow within all human beings.
Sehr schön geschrieben, Daniel!
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Crimsin, everything you write is so deep. This is painfully beautiful.
Remember, “For His anger endureth but a moment, but Joy cometh in the morning”
You are loved.