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Cycle of Attraction
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Gorgeous! I adore this. Thank you! |
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Cycle of Attraction
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Do I know you?
Haven't I seen you before? Your lies Your chaos Your damage Yet I see your brokenness Your abundant faith Your beautiful mind And your vast potential Yes, I do know you I know that I will love you Because I always Do |
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something's not right
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Once again, I can relate to this. I love how raw and open you are with your pain. It's like I'm a voyer, viewing the inner most parts of your heart, feeling your pain with you. Thank you so much for giving us a glimpse into your beautiful heart.
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Why?
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Why did you leave me
Knowing she was like that Abandoning me to her craziness To wounds that never heal and a life full of pain? |
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The Death of a Dream
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Beautiful Thank you!!! |
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filters
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brand new to the site, I am trying to filer the radius of my search and it won't accept my zip code and it is giving me men out of state. What's the fix? I'm having the same trouble. Let me know if you figure it out. |
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The Sacrifice
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Wow..that there is some deep deep stuff..wow..thanks for sharing..
 Thank you. I'm really enjoying your work too. You're writings are heartfelt and well-done. I feel like a novice compared to you. All good..wink Whatever the process, It works well. Please keep doing it and posting the results. 
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She Ran
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Yup.. girlfriend you run and keep on running... right up to a gun store..
Lol.... Ah, no worries. This happened in the late 70's. Lol.... |
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She Ran
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She's been caught
I her own fault She should have known better After all, she's a young lady now She remembered the last time The last time she had been caught O, how it hurt That cold metal buckle Striking the soft skin between her shoulder blades The light weight baby doll Offering no protective barrier From the burning sting The pain of those repeated blows She thought, "how can I do this again? How can I endure it? So She ran |
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over it
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Another great poem. I love your honesty, and I understand how the well-being of our children can motivate us to heal. I do hope your better day comes soon.
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The Death of a Dream
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An arc that many can relate to. Arc's however have the special ability to form circles.  Thank you |
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The Sacrifice
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Very powerful. Thank you. I'm not an experienced writer so your encouragement is appreciated.
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Topic:
The Sacrifice
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Wow..that there is some deep deep stuff..wow..thanks for sharing.. Thank you. I'm really enjoying your work too. You're writings are heartfelt and well-done. I feel like a novice compared to you. |
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The Sacrifice
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I see the pain in their eyes
At how I left them wounded Bleeding, broken A damaged mess And I chose it You never required it of me Yet I chose it anyway I sacrificed them I sacrificed my children On the altar Of a Christian marriage I'm so sorry |
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The Death of a Dream
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Passion
Talent Wonder Longing Soaring Becomes Shackles Despair Time Passed Regret And Mourning A Dream Has Died |
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on the street..
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Sad, yet beautiful. Reminded me of one of my own sad times. Thanks for being so open about a painful time in your life and allowing us to peak in and identify with you.
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Her Voice
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I agree with the others ...
thank you for sharing ... Thanks!!! |
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Topic:
Her Voice
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I enjoyed this - well done. Thank you! |
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Topic:
Her Voice
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Thank you. I wrote this during my healing journey in 2015 as I traveled in my minivan. I spent 2 months camping and cycling in Central FL. I love it down there.
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Topic:
Her Voice
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Her voice? She had no voice. She didn't speak often, but on those rare occasions when she did speak, no one heard. No one care about what she might say, neither her thoughts nor her dreams. so she spoke less and less. until one day her voice was gone, and her dreams were dead. Yet there was still hope. There was still love, and the light of love restored her lost voice. Her dreams soared on wings like eagles, and she sang with her new voice, a new song.
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