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Mar 31 - 9PM (Reply to #10)
TexN (not verified)
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Dysenchanted

Thanks! LMAO! I needed help! Here's another one that needs help: Dr. Jekyl/Mr. Hyde There is no place to run & hide No more money, no more free ride For the Grim Reaper will find your hide... (Omg! I'm soo corny!)
Mar 29 - 11PM (Reply to #8)
narcnarcwhosthere (not verified)
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your poem TexN

stunning and moving in it's simplicity...i think it's perfect as it is.......
Mar 29 - 11PM (Reply to #7)
quietude (not verified)
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Lmao!

Hey texn, that is a GOOD start, imho! :D Here's some Haiku: I wonder, where's Narc? Maybe he fell off a cliff That would be so cool
Mar 29 - 9PM
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Wow, that's good too! I

Wow, that's good too! I like both the poems that have appeared here lately. You guys are good at this stuff! Great imagery, love it. Keep on writing, you have a gift at expressing yourself this way.
Mar 29 - 7PM
quietude (not verified)
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dysenchanted

Thank you for sharing this! Boy, I felt this way most of the time with my ex. So much anxiety. Even if we were having a 'good time', I knew that tomorrow was another day, where yesterday didn't matter. No matter how good I was to him, he was a constant heat-seeking missile for my weaknesses, my insecurities. You can't EVER relax around an N. The only time I could try to relax, is when I wasn't with him. So, why BE with him??
Mar 30 - 12AM (Reply to #2)
Barbara (not verified)
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poetry

had to dig to find this one - written 6 years ago - about one week after I went to the cops about Psycho-Boy... still in the thick of things: last night I woke up every 2 hours sweating... body aching... mind racing... heart hurting... Forcing myself awake to stop the fear of letting you enter my dreams again and again and again and again the tears are right there screams that come without sound... eyes that see too much... mind that knows too much... the tears on lip of my eyes... yet they will not come hoping for a new ending to an old story... do you even remember my name? ~~~~~~~~~ The world is a dangerous place, not only because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing. - Albert Einstein Visit My Info. Website for Abuse Victims
Mar 31 - 9PM (Reply to #3)
TexN (not verified)
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Wow, Barbara...

That was deep.
Mar 31 - 9PM (Reply to #4)
wallaby (not verified)
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Wow I've been off for a couple days

Due to work demands and I just got back on. THESE POEMS ARE GREAT. I'll be working on some poems of my own when I get more than 20 minutes to myself! Love you guys!