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The Knife |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
it found me it found my heart buried deep inside it rests Never so close a love as rests the cold steel Never so tender a lover that would slip into me As my life slipped away drawn by the blade I dream of life now taken in recompense it found me it E . . N . . ' D . S I aint as good as I once was but I'm as good, once, as I ever was. - Toby Keith |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Folks everywhere speak of the 'heart' as though it was the center of our mind and had something to do with the way we feel, emotionally of course. Everyone knows that when you need a heart bypass you don't consult with a neurosurgeon. Many have leveled a barrel to their temple due to 'heart issues' but rarely (if ever) managed to wedge cold steel into themselves at that location. No matter the issue, remember the old cliche', "it's all in your head", and know that it's true. 88's Walter Poe She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Walter, You are indeed correct that when one, for what ever reason feels love has ended, it is tantamount to a sucking chest wound. ~L |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice writing...james |
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