Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Thoughts from May

I am shame ridden. I was made better than this.
And when you reach the depths of this kind of
disappointment it can’t be healed with a touch, a word, a kiss.
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3 comments:

  1. crimsonflawOctober 31, 2006

    dear writer woman,
    what is the element of praise?
    is it empathy, meaning
    or just a passing phase?

    your friend shakir... you leave him oddly poetic at this strange hour with your thoughts on may..
    lovely thoughts on may

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  2. Raven's Wing PoetrySeptember 23, 2008

    Interesting. I know I have felt this way too. A deep wounding, a deep sense of being flawed.

    You say a lot in three lines.

    -Nicole

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  3. susanSeptember 24, 2008

    But we can heal.

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