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Edited by
Sharris
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Fri 02/04/11 04:50 PM
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Shot Glass
sidetracked confused gravely misunderstood with control. Someones. need to relinquish to acts overpowering. Her choice. over whelming her fragility is not labeled as such ignored maybe hidden by them theirs. Something. not her own she remembers each and every constrained, restrained unable to retain. Her dignity. she remembers silent details... Silent details stored away. Boxed. Poured out. SadieLu 2011 |
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Once again {{{{Sadie}}}}
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Once again {{{{Sadie}}}} thank you ever so much. |
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Wonderful as always Sadie...♥
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Wonderful as always Sadie...♥ thank you, haven't seen you for a while. |
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I loved it.
Had an empty shot glass last night, then my daughter poured some vodka in it. Took a shot of it...WOW... The most earth shattering drink of my life. |
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I loved it. Had an empty shot glass last night, then my daughter poured some vodka in it. Took a shot of it...WOW... The most earth shattering drink of my life. Thank you, This piece was written for my girlfriend. I thought you were not going to post , again. I am glad to see you are enjoying it here. There are some wonderful people with heart to share. Enjoy |
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I loved it. Had an empty shot glass last night, then my daughter poured some vodka in it. Took a shot of it...WOW... The most earth shattering drink of my life. Thank you, This piece was written for my girlfriend. I thought you were not going to post , again. I am glad to see you are enjoying it here. There are some wonderful people with heart to share. Enjoy Yes it is enjoyable. And yes there are some wonderful people here. Funny how my memory comes back. I remember doing well in High School poetry. Funny how you can forget things. I can do it, but it is one of those things where I have to be alone to think things out. Enjoy |
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I loved it. Had an empty shot glass last night, then my daughter poured some vodka in it. Took a shot of it...WOW... The most earth shattering drink of my life. Thank you, This piece was written for my girlfriend. I thought you were not going to post , again. I am glad to see you are enjoying it here. There are some wonderful people with heart to share. Enjoy Yes it is enjoyable. And yes there are some wonderful people here. Funny how my memory comes back. I remember doing well in High School poetry. Funny how you can forget things. I can do it, but it is one of those things where I have to be alone to think things out. Enjoy In HS, my English teacher told me I would never be able to write...how silly. When my husband died, the words and thoughts began to pour. Some of my pieces are good..some..well..mainly, it is mine and a way to reach. I feel someone needs to hear what I feel. My Mother taught me that.. |
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