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she saw the taxi first
she got to her feet went through the revolving doors she could hear him speaking she could sense he was about to reach for her she almost ran to the car flung open the door told the driver to go she turned her head to look at him one last time tears blurred her eyes as the taxi moved forward she slipped on her sunglasses in her mouth lay her last words to him we're not lovers we're not friends we're just not |
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Your poems always have a poignant story, which is nice
and makes them very interesting to read. I'm learning from you, and why not/ |
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tazzops....
rapscallion...& I thankyou for reading,learning is always a goodthing for everyone.. |
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Always a pleasure teasing
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pkh....thankyou.
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Deep, teasing. Meaningful. I felt heaviness in this one. Depth of heart and mind. Deeper moments of emotion prevail here.
Well done, Baby. You'e so fine! tommy boy moran / Ireland === |
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tommyboy....I appreciate the words you've written to me on this sunday morning...
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