Open Poetry #29 |
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They Taught Me |
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n2dmystic Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 253beyond the doors of perception |
Feedback welcome. I'll be in tonight to visit. Peace, Joe I grew up in a very dysfunctional family, so love isn't something that I had a firm grasp on. This one is about trying to work it out with someone from similar beginnings. Those of us with broken pickers tend to attract, and pick, those with broken pickers. 1990 Love hurts. I thought. That’s what they taught me. So now, to love, I hurt. You. Me. Us. Why? They taught me. I quit! What? Loving? Hurting? No! Loving hurt. Hurting love. Peace, Joe |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
When we can recognize what pulls us down, we can make a conscious effort to ignore the bad, having learned the lesson first hand, and get on with doing it right... so we can hand it down as it should be. Well done, Sir... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
What Sunshine said...and yep, a real good place to start healing is writing about it. Wishing you the best! |
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n2dmystic Member
since 2003-09-27
Posts 253beyond the doors of perception |
rest at ease, friends. I wrote it in 1990. I'm now dealing with new cra_ ;-}. thank you for your concern Peace, Joe |
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