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that old feeling
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that old feeling |
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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
Posts 980Ca |
Why does pain reoccur? Surfacing to the top As of to remind me of the memories Like a projector in my mind. I rub my temples and sit crouched down Fighting every feeling to not break down. I’m senseless and angry “Why didn’t I get my revenge?” But it’s not worth answering. The white angel on my shoulder has seem to fade She has turned her back on me. The pit of my stomach is pain. Every tear stands for every memory And the pain you caused. I don’t understand…I am just driving to drop off the kids at your moms. ~~~~this is from a conversation with my sister while she was taking her kids to her in-laws~~~ |
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Musicmaker1969 
since 2000-06-25
Posts 589Peterborough, Ontario Canada |
This sounds like a sad story. One that is often all too true. I have an aunt who has been abused by her "husband" her whole time with him and yet she stays. You have to wonder why people hurt other people. A very heartfelt poem. Sheri Adams Jesus lives in my heart! He can in yours too!!! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Revenge doesn't get you anywhere...standing your ground however...does M |
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