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Read MoreRage and hate were imbeddedInto our fragile little mindsThe enemy we thought we dreadedWere the only people truly kindThe wool was pulled over our eyesLies spoken with a forked tongueA wolf in a sheep's disguiseJudas's tale now being resung...
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Thank you..yeah we stop pushing back because they dangle a carrot in front of us..they say a few food sounding lies and we are like ok..well I benefit.. thinking selfishly short term instead of long term..and in turn we give them more power and we lose ours
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Powerfully penned, Mstrmnd. This is excellent work my friend, amazing write. I concur. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MorePomegranate flowersAre when earthPoses.As a dancer in orange bootsAnd a fluffy, veiled orange dress.
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so so pretty
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Thank you. <3
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Chère C.,
What a beautiful write!
Love it that you wrote it.
Love it even more that you’ve posted it.
I tried to single out which sentence drew me in.
But I can’t.
I’ll read it again tomorrow.
Until then….Kind regards, Gus
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good morning dearest Gus thank you your comment made me happy ❤️
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“Sanctuary in a smile”. After the “lust’ settles and there is just the warmth holding each other, it is the “smile” that says everything and how you can stay in that moment forever. It’s that smile that tells you you are home; where the momentary “lust” becomes more.
I enjoyed reading your poem Crimsin.
Curt
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hello dearest Kurt I’m happy that line spoke to your heart and I love what you took from this…it is a beautiful feelimg thank you graciously for such a lovely commen❤️t
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We love seeing you write of love, yes dark love is great love. Tight
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hello dearest Me good evening thank you graciously ❤️
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Passionately penned, Brenda. What a lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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good evening dearest Damian thank you for such a beautiful comment ❤️
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Read Moredwindles the eve as the day dies shortwinter weeps for no oneshiver in its cold embracecynical fact sarcastic lamentthere are few things I like lessthen a grey unforgiving daytormented wonder my delusions of granduerseeking the Gods of yesterdayto amuse...
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well this is quite grand. It’s like you were fighting the urge of feeling overwhelmed. So you wrote out an incantation to ward off the bad spirits? You slayed it!
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good evening dearest Styxian thank you graciously these are just feelings and fears I try to always write in a current mindset I’m happy it worked for you have a beautiful Evening ❤️
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Oh! This is good, Brenda. Right up my alley.
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hello dearest Adagio thank you graciously it’s so funny to me it happens to us a lot and I swear I didn’t even peak at your poem till after ❤️have a great day…
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sometimes, even the sun cannot help when a “cynical fact sarcastic lament” is involved, but becomes magnified when the day is grey. and sometimes there are only vague answers to our ceaseless whys, and yet we cannot help but ask for them. Ironic isn’t it? we are born, we live, we die, and in between these events, there is only the moment and what we do with each one of them. Did we only exist? Or did we make a difference?
Thanks for your poem, Crimsin. I enjoyed reading it and where it led me.
Curt
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreScab fur balls piling in carpet A dull blade in need of being replacedBlood sleeping on my handsSoaking into a tranceRealities skin torn wide apart The songs continuesA smile on my legHair in my face Falling with the weightHead...
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“Tasting the self I wish was dead”
That line rattled my skull with its power and relatability. I wonder how many of us walk this, talk this and live it…
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So many
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Wow we never questioned them we tasted greed and we never questioned them. That is powerful statement. Felt it