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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Poison  Poison That runs through you Plagued his happy home Your venom, that which you call love Desolated a truly trusting heart And in arrogance you walk on Child cries to mad deaf ears A mother of Poison Marina Apr. 18/2001 It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen |
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NIAI Member
since 2001-03-29
Posts 52 |
Great description of Poison. Those who posess it really destroy others. Reminds me of when my exwife walked out leaving me and the children. There are of course antidotes for such Poison - hope we can all find our own. |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Yes, there are antidotes. Take at least one. Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
This was extremely interesting---but do trust we all reap what we sow--and I know far too many addicted to Poison. (like ME...sigh) Thanks for the read, Well Done! |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Thanks guys....just venting. It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen |
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Martinque Member
since 2000-05-17
Posts 69 |
This says a great deal with little words. |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
Venting quite poetically! |
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Passions Voice Member
since 2000-10-23
Posts 291Michigan |
An excellent venting poem, the words are sharp and biting. Well done. passion is life. . . ~Diana |
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