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    a maddening sorrow prevails when all else failssorrow stirred can't be deniedit fills my inner chambersflooding me with the feelingof never was love, for him anywaymy soul cannot reconcile the emotion, with the hurtmy worry, it will not ever...

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    • Chère C.,
      As in:
      I see small lines in your face.
      They are beautiful.
      I had to wait an awful long time for them.
      And now they are Here, I won’t let you go…
      And I would cup your face in my hands.
      Yes, something like this, for sure.
      Warm regards, Gus

    • Great write but not as great as the picture of a beautiful woman.I don’t know if it’s you in the picture or not but there is something seriously attractive about her.
      It’s beauty that goes deeper than skin,wisdom that goes deeper than words,scar tissue that colours the soul.
      🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

      • hello dearest Benny no it is not me just an example of a beautiful older lady…lines and all my feelings got hurt that’s what this write was about I think people should take in all of you to see your beauty… not just the superficial…thank you for the love here ❤️

    • A deep, heartfelt poem Brenda. Well said..xo

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Age has been a humbling experience for me. lol. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    harlot

    dour were the notes I climb to youilliciting dismay I felt disparagedmy bosom heave and I exhale my disdainmy advances rebuffed I was left smitten with no way to rectifyunseeing lust, was covetoussomething happened to me when you let...

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    honesty

    delicate is the visiongentle is the waydeep within me I am summonedonce again to your throne roomsacred eyes behold the lady in crimson hair wild and blondeeyes wide and observinguntil I see youWisdom, in all your glorymy heart softens...

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  • just do it

    Sit still a momentlet the world loosen its grip.No clocks, no names,only the hush between two heartbeats.Close your eyes as one closes a dooragainst the wind, gently,and the breath arriveslike a tide that knows your shore.In, outthe lungs become...

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  • pax et amor

    Will we, the damaged, find respiteoutside the shards of sleep at night?Can we, the damaged, dribbling there,old and withered in our chair,find that peace that can’t be bought,for which we battled, which we fought? Or does the struggle never end,no...

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    • I’m not sure, but those who make it to old age tend to come to a calm acceptance. It is the end of the journey, and perhaps for some the battle. Yet, those who do make it that far should see it as a blessing. So many do not get that far.
      Life is half attitude, really. Find the good, even if small. It’s there.

    • Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. I concur with Mark, getting older there is a calm acceptance that takes place. For me it was recognizing my mortality, and realizing if I didn’t change my perspective I was going to die miserable or suddenly. Or worse yet, both. I can relate my friend but there is a blessing in figuring out that changing the lens helps a lot. We all go through this you’re definitely not alone. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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