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thanksgiving dinner.
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thanksgiving dinner. |
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exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada 
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the world sighs a breath of relief with me as you leave through the front door and yet there's still tension there's still pain sibling rivalry isn't that what it's supposed to be called isn't that the norm you tell me these tears didn't come on there own you brought them with you in your purse all grown up out of my life and you act like it's my fault you say you love him a 32 year old oh my sister you're 18 thanksgiving dinner with a women you hate a women silent words across the dinner table ending with bathroom tears these daggers that fall out of your mouth like air bought with money that's how i am to you that's how you see me and this is how the night ends the world sighs a breath of relief with me as you leave through the front door and yet there's still tension there's still pain.. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Owie - what for some is a most wonderous time, for others carries such pain - my heart to yours, and may the balm of healing be yours- Susan Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
yeah...sounds so familiar... great post! **babygirL** |
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