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Taste of Trouble
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Taste of Trouble |
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angele Junior Member
since 2004-01-09
Posts 35Malta (tiny island in the Med) |
A little child, tall enough to see knees. The flame, the heat so appealing... Oblivious of the people-sized chairs in the room. Lost ringlets hang loose over bare shoulders, Naked feet smack the tiled floor. My chubby hand reaches forward Should I ? Shouldn't I ? The decision is made Pain is to follow In metamorphosing forms. Burning, feelings of guilt. The whack of wood That drummed out my childhood innocence. |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Oh goodness, this really touched my heart. I'm sorry for the pain. Hugs  Ethel |
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dinky Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 258 |
this was awesome!! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
painful write |
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angele Junior Member
since 2004-01-09
Posts 35Malta (tiny island in the Med) |
Thanx to all  Through poetry I be.ive pain can be dealt with in a constructive and cathartic way |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Very vivid writing -- ouch! My heart goes out to you. Welcome to PIP. |
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