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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
If you feel you can get rid of me by pushing me aside Walking over my heart, Crushing my pride, Then you are dreadfuly mistaken Wrong as rain that stings your scalp Poison drops That somehow found their way to your mouth All you are made up of now is poison rain That you try to shake off on me I won't have it I won't have your green stemed drops of hate That want to win back my love that's Already streamed through the flood gates.. Floated past the asters, the gem stone, the glass slippers cutting slice, the shattered serving plate It's time to stop reaching It's time these waters seperate. |
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Jana Tovey Member
since 2000-05-30
Posts 257USA |
Sounds like an "Amen" to me! Determined analysis is GOOD for our souls. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Joy~ Sounds like 'moving on' is in action. Quite emphatically written. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Joy, Great piece. I relate to those feeling well. Leeting go is the hardest part I think....taking that first step. Good luck to you on your journey. I hope that happiness awaits you at the end.  LW Friends are friend forever if the Lord's the Lord of them and a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. --Michael W. Smith |
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