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Looking down on the ground
traumatized by the sight of a once vibrant and precious entity now brutalized, viciously slaughtered beyond recognition~ and I weep while I helplessly watch as my hard earned Trust lies dying at my feet … awh@2009 |
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 very sad!!
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That is such a sad poem, MsWizard. It sounds like someone close really betrayed you (something that happens to all of us at one time or another, I think). I hope that by writing down your feelings you'll now be able to move forward and let the past go. That person - or persons - were not meant to be in your life - otherwise they would be! Hang in there.
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Thank you Red~
Foxy, thank you for your comments. I do indeed always write my feelings down *smile* 
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whew...I thought you were deer hunting
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Shame on you Mano! Come 'ere you.....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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Looking down on the ground traumatized by the sight of a once vibrant and precious entity now brutalized, viciously slaughtered beyond recognition~ and I weep while I helplessly watch as my hard earned Trust lies dying at my feet … awh@2009 
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Shame on you Mano! Come 'ere you.....grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr 
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Looking down on the ground traumatized by the sight of a once vibrant and precious entity now brutalized, viciously slaughtered beyond recognition~ and I weep while I helplessly watch as my hard earned Trust lies dying at my feet … awh@2009 Ever amazing and such a voice,,,,,,from such few words,wink..... I love this and YOU,,,and have missed THESE,,,words...
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Looking down on the ground traumatized by the sight of a once vibrant and precious entity now brutalized, viciously slaughtered beyond recognition~ and I weep while I helplessly watch as my hard earned Trust lies dying at my feet … awh@2009
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Of this distilled liquor dost thou drink,
A cold and drowsy humour in the veins, No pulse no warmth no breath stirs in the breast, The rouge of violet tincture on your cheek tells lies. Dishonezt ashes, For underneath this pale vanilla death, Trust sleeps, Awaiting full warm virtuous lips. 
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Terry consider yourself hugged tighty
Carol I've been on sabbatical working on my book. It's lovely to see you again and yes, life is full of risks my lamb
My Henry (Harold!), you grace me as always with lovely and descriptive words my friend~
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you all write so beautifully
so much talent we have a good God? may you all be blessed...
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Lynne, yes we have a good God and for the most part good hearts. Thank you for enjoying the work lovely one
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ok, where is the rest of it?
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powerful... great ending
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wow, that's what I'm talking about...what a powerful ending...Bang, a knockout....awesome
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kc, that's the original version. *smile*
((((pkd)))
meanju2
Thank you Huck Finn~
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