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Crimsin wrote a new post
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Your poetry captures so much in just a few stanza’s. Your words are beautiful and heartbreaking. Nice tribute to your son Brenda. xoxo
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I feel this one in my bones…As a mom, I know dam well that no amount of writing can take away the pain…Having that said, this is beautifully written and it gives hope that while appart, you are still connected…
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We all are connected to those who leave us in death.
I still feel my father on my shoulder when I need guidance and my mom was right about everything. Both gone, but live in my heart.Your son will always be with you.
He had a beautiful smile.Condolences and remembrances Brenda
I feel you
🖤💙💓🤠
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Love the sheer erotic narrative here that draws me in and makes me want to stay until the very end. Truly a hot poem that inspired bedroom thoughts and feelings. I could feel this deep down where the sun doesn’t shine.
John
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Passionately penned, Fia. You always make the temperature hotter with your writes my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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” They start with that whisper that hits behind the ear
A practiced tone
That causes goose bumps and raises those baby hairs ”
Yeahhh…this paints a pic of some nice memories.
Nicely written
Naaj
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I’ve always been accused of being a grown man… now you know why… this was a great story.. perfectly done…love it.
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What a ride. This is fantastic. I was one of those latchkey kids as well. We did it and made it work. Ingenuity & creativity. It made us for what we are today. We weren’t kids sitting in the corner crying about spilled milk or some lame ass shit they cry over today. Nice work here.
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Hi there Vision, I don’t know, I’ve been on this whole spinnaker of how life used to be. I think it’s the fact that the past 30 + years, life in America has just been decimated and eliminated; everything America was, is truly gone. And I’m feeling the burn. It’s not like generations before, where things would change and that was the way life goes, but it hasn’t just changed, It’s just gone.
Thank you for visiting. I always appreciate your presence on my page❤️
Jackie
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I don’t agree with everything but that’s okay. Your work makes you think. It’s a topic that is right at the front of the world but everyone is ignoring it. I like how you just tackled the issue in the room.
You might enjoy Ray Bradbury’s short Story “The Veld” it echoes what you are highlighting here.
Keep up the intensity my friend
I really enjoyed thisJames
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You take your grief and spill it into a poem of great remembrance and timeless ache for this soul who apparently left this earth all too soon. Lyrically beautiful and soulful vision of what he meant to you and how you heal from loss. Love this poem.
John