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soooooo.great.sad but wonderful and true. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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time,,when you have all you need,
you have nothing to do, when you need more of it,, iT eludes you. when they bOTH come together PERFECT. You've nothing to THINK,,,,,, this is that moment,, as I take a drag,,and blink.. ![]() |
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Well done Terry.
![]() ![]() ![]() I have written about issues such as these before. The problem is, some are so disturbed or have issues that comprehension on the writing eludes them. When wanting to make sure they understand it is sometimes best to read it to them. |
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Well done Terry. ![]() ![]() ![]() I have written about issues such as these before. The problem is, some are so disturbed or have issues that comprehension on the writing eludes them. When wanting to make sure they understand it is sometimes best to read it to them. Many suffer issues no one will ever fully understand ,,but its just a relection of their person here..that I was hoping to show others the many sides and mind sets,,that people can be stuck in,,,, ![]() ![]() |
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Edited by
Up2Us
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Sat 08/20/11 09:48 AM
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![]() The Contortionist... Diabetes a pit bull embraces his throat. His body falls victim to heart attacks, and strokes. Frustration a cornerstone. Rehabilitation a inquisition. This unwilling contortionist whose limbs revolt & twist. A castaway of each moment. In a fog of abstract realities. Life becomes a mist of despair. Faces of love ones fade into distant dreams. Life support lingers.... Tubes, ventilation, reluctant surgeries, and medical procedures. Then silence....... Eternity speaks..... The contortionist is set free. His memories, and love are a postcard upon his soul. For a journey, still to come...... ![]() Poem: MHS©Copyright 2011 |
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Edited by
iam4u
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Sat 08/20/11 08:37 PM
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THIS is very good man,,and
![]() The Contortionist... Diabetes a pit bull embraces his throat. His body falls victim to heart attacks, and strokes. Frustration a cornerstone. Rehabilitation a inquisition. This unwilling contortionist whose limbs revolt & twist. A castaway of each moment. In a fog of abstract realities. Life becomes a mist of despair. Faces of love ones fade into distant dreams. Life support lingers.... Tubes, ventilation, reluctant surgeries, and medical procedures. Then silence....... Eternity speaks..... The contortionist is set free. His memories, and love are a postcard upon his soul. For a journey, still to come...... ![]() Poem: MHS©Copyright 2011 |
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THIS is very good man,,and I have lost many friends to this.Thanks for posting it,,,,<3 I'm glad to contribute to your thread.... ![]() Yes, diabetes is a major health issue on the rise. My prayers always go out for anyone affected by illness and their families..... ![]() |
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