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stained
you bled blue for me in a dixie cup at noon
a part of the constipated liar's club
still, I drank from it like it was the golden chalice of truth
I got drunk off your bitters
until my head spin with brightly colored lust
my desire for you outweighed my better judgment
so I climbed in bed with the devil
with a serpentine tongue
you seduced my lady in waiting
the one I keep on reserve
only a select few meet her
the one I cherish, the one I hide
you molested her with your callous convictions
of what a woman should be
I was amber starburst
you wanted a leather tornado at dawn
in your eyes, I was found wanting
my heart sang to you of its rainbow dreams
you rejected me
after you used up what remained of my pride
with an indelible mark, you stained me
I will never be the same
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Re. stained
Anonymous
15th Nov 2018 12:21pm
"my heart sang to you of its rainbow dreams
you rejected me
after you used up what remained of my pride
with an indelible mark, you stained me
I will never be the same"
Very painful write my dear one.
And yet I believe that karma will hit hard! What goes round comes round! Keep strong. You will prevail. Remember where you were and where you are. You are a champion. Love and hugs. J
you rejected me
after you used up what remained of my pride
with an indelible mark, you stained me
I will never be the same"
Very painful write my dear one.
And yet I believe that karma will hit hard! What goes round comes round! Keep strong. You will prevail. Remember where you were and where you are. You are a champion. Love and hugs. J
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15th Nov 2018 12:25pm
thank you dearest Juvenalis for such a loving comment... this was a past hurt and perhaps a feeling of not being enough at present...
I deeply appreciate your thoughts...
love Brenda 💕
I deeply appreciate your thoughts...
love Brenda 💕
Re. stained
15th Nov 2018 12:48pm
you bled blue for me in a dixie cup at noon
a part of the constipated liar's club
still, I drank from it like it was the golden chalice of truth
Fire, liked of course
a part of the constipated liar's club
still, I drank from it like it was the golden chalice of truth
Fire, liked of course
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thank you graciously beautiful Nari... you know I look forward to hearing from you... you make my day brighter...
love Brenda 🌹
love Brenda 🌹
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15th Nov 2018 2:00pm
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15th Nov 2018 2:42pm
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Anonymous
15th Nov 2018 2:14pm
"a leather tornado at dawn"...the imagery this evokes is of a whip snapping fiercely. Your way with words, my beautiful Dark Angel, blows my mind. I love you...
...ever your Willow
...ever your Willow
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Re: Re. stained
15th Nov 2018 2:45pm
thank you graciously beautiful Willow I like that line too makes me wish I was a leather tornado at dawn...
I love you...
love Brenda 💕
I love you...
love Brenda 💕
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Anonymous
15th Nov 2018 2:18pm
Oh Bren, this sings as a sad symphony on a rainy day.
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15th Nov 2018 2:45pm
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15th Nov 2018 2:48pm
Too many damn silken lines
in this piece to choose from
You set sacellums ablaze dearest poetess. Marvelous piece Crim
in this piece to choose from
You set sacellums ablaze dearest poetess. Marvelous piece Crim
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Re: Re. stained
15th Nov 2018 2:51pm
thank you graciously dearest Quietus One I'm beaming... on this cold winter's day, I am warmed by your love...
love Brenda 🌹
love Brenda 🌹
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15th Nov 2018 2:57pm
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15th Nov 2018 5:33pm
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Anonymous
15th Nov 2018 7:31pm
My God, you bleed onto a page when you want to!!
You're a fantastic writer.
You make my heart hurt.
Thank you(?).
Love,
Matthew.
You're a fantastic writer.
You make my heart hurt.
Thank you(?).
Love,
Matthew.
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Re. stained
16th Nov 2018 00:34am
Fine work as always, Brenda. Favorite lines:
only a select few meet her
the one I cherish, the one I hide
you molested her with your callous convictions
of what a woman should be
Your eloquence astonishes me. I wish I could write with your passion, and magic. Maybe next lifetime.
only a select few meet her
the one I cherish, the one I hide
you molested her with your callous convictions
of what a woman should be
Your eloquence astonishes me. I wish I could write with your passion, and magic. Maybe next lifetime.
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