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My Wild Irish Rose
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My Wild Irish Rose |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
I saw her standing there, my machuchla. How beautiful she looked that day. Well- defined lips closed tightly, dark eyes stared frostily hair blowing in the breeze, a Galway shawl covered her shoulders. Her small hands held a Thompson gun which clattered and whined as she pulled the trigger . Red seeped through his khaki jacket as he slumped to the ground. His permissive days were over. Gallows claimed my darling but she will dwell in my heart forever.. |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
very creative, a "fun" read  |
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Greeneyes  
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
Thank you for replying Winter. Maggie |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
Appreciated Greeneyes. Maggie |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
A tale from old, Maggie.... |
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