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Powerfully penned, Neville. Your words sting in this one my friend. Outstanding write with excellent detail per usual. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Wow, fantastic write. I was drawn in by the wonderful, descriptive phrasing…the combination of love and disappointment. No need to see the photo..,I already see it. Well done.
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You are not the only one who got enlightened like this, and the truth it’s not that we are not smart, or can be easily deceived, in fact we are more intelligent than this, it’s just that we don’t think in their ways, or/and that our hearts doesn’t feel like theirs, but we learn don’t we? These incidents teach us that life is not like us or our hearts, how we think or feel, there is goodness and there is badness.
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How extraordinarily write You always seem to me, to be .. Bless You dear Light💕 You make my grey days seem golden 😎🌻💛👍
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Desire and lust–she certainly has the right stuff to stir emotions and fan passionate flames inside of boys, men, and grandpas who ain’t dead yet. She reminds me of the gas station owner’s wife who’d sell us boys cokes and peanuts, then send us away with big lumps in our pants. (Through no fault of her own–all she did was make change and smile) Thoughts of your Mirislavka will be with me all day.
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Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write with brilliant detail and wonderful storytelling my friend. Outstanding work. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Whoa, Neville!! They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Well, this poem is cold, very cold indeed. It drips with the “sting” you felt and perhaps still feel? Betrayal is a dish with rotted food, and served with a smile. But to have it shoved in your face takes betrayal to another level. While I liked your poem, I have to leave the room cause it’s just too damn cold in here. After this, Neville I think you might want to put that pen in the oven, warm it up a little. And whatever you do, do not eat that food!!!
Curt