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My own two hands
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My own two hands |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali 
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I feel your screams- (silent drip) behind tired eyes, So many dreams- (unbroken) you try to hide… It is impotent fear- that rages, Upon your cinderella pages… ~exhale~ infuse yourself with detail, Drown secure in desire- As I cradle your inspire… With my own two hands… Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
I always feel like you write just for ME. (humor me) Your own two hands, are that of a healer. love ya, me sis. |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
Me too! I'm off to Va! I'll be writing ya from there! I am running out of room in my library T. You have to quit writing all this good stuff!  Hugs 2 U! Kris A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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Neeraja Senior Member
since 2002-06-22
Posts 812The Netherlands |
Well written Devina!!! Neeraja |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
i was gonna quote some fav lines, but i ended up reposting the whole thing. so suffice it to say i loved the images you painted here. it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown |
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BrandeeM Junior Member
since 2002-05-01
Posts 45 |
you've outdone yourself here Tanya... I love it!!! |
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ambermize Member
since 2001-04-21
Posts 157California |
Hey tanny, Loved this one. And mom is going to say, its about freakin time one of us, popped one out for her. love you!twenty and some odd days till move over- roger that.. A heart can only truly break, once it learns to love completley. |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
My own two hands?....Balladeers sex life?....nice poem though gal....left ya a few on Adult, but, like you said...it's dead |
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Krissy Senior Member
since 2002-02-22
Posts 556kent England |
Tanya hi there Thank goodness mum had Paul’s computer she could fall back on, I don’t know how she would have managed without it. Maybe now she will treat it a little better when it returns to her desk. Wonderful writing I’m so glad I got the opportunity to reply to you, you are one of my favourite writers and I always enjoy your writing, and this is exceptional, full of such feeling. As always Krissy   And while thy willing soul transpiers |
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