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| Open Poetry #46 |
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a woman scorned |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
They say Hell Hath no fury Like a woman scorned So if you're are sending me On my merry way Be sur to let me know Because I'm fresh out of fury And my wrath is worn I'm too used to used To let it hurt too deep I save all my tears For crying in my sleep |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Because I'm fresh out of fury And my wrath is worn I'm too used to used Do I know you? *S* I know your path, that's for sure... right down to those night tears. This is excellent! Welcome to Passions! |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
S-Glad you could relate, nice to know I'm connecting~ebm |
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