poor, poor person.
please, pour out your soul!
pores dripping
poison.
perfectly arranged words
pound out the predicament –
if you would only learn;
prosper
from your poorly shaped
personal pestering…
but you persist on
stacking pebbles,
pondering
why they keep
blocking your perspective.
brilliant..this is incredible
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thank you very much!
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Ooh! That hurts — sentiments trapped. 🙂
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heh, forced its way out… thanks for the visit! 😉
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🙂
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This is awesome. Love the alliteration and the truth you speak to this topic in such a poetic way.
“but you persist on
stacking pebbles”
What a futile endeavor and great imagery.
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thank you very much 🙂 futile indeed…
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