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Post by Catlady2710 on Mar 6, 2019 18:23:11 GMT -6
There is nothing left, she thought
As a tear ran down her cheek
A tear through strife clearly bought
One more round below the reek
Eyes blurred as she held the knife
And then she stood resolute
Nothing more to be gained from life
The knife used to end pain's root
Morning found her in the cold
One of many homeless souls
Frozen body stark and bold
Her ignominious goals
Written February 7, 2014
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Post by Catlady2710 on Mar 8, 2019 10:09:19 GMT -6
Not quite sure what you mean Michael
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2019 1:11:51 GMT -6
wasn't supposed to be on this post...confused. don't understand the other one either where it says "this came from a dream I had"...weird...idk...i'm lost myself
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Post by lostineternity99 on Mar 14, 2019 5:49:23 GMT -6
Powerfully emotional writing, Cat; this is happening all too often in both our countries.
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Post by Catlady2710 on Mar 14, 2019 14:49:25 GMT -6
Thanks Rick, and yes it does happen far too often.
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Post by QueenFoxy on Mar 15, 2019 10:42:26 GMT -6
I agree.
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