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love note
an empty diary speaks of betrayals
every day I write
but not this week...
a week's worth of omission
guilt wears a hangman's noose
mocking me in the shadows
you will hang from this rope...
in the end
the clock tics quietly away
it pounds in my mind
time's up...
it's over
Published 3rd Apr 2019
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Anonymous
3rd Apr 2019 3:01pm
Damn..your feeling something...but your strength is inking this feeling.
3rd Apr 2019 3:02pm
Anonymous
3rd Apr 2019 3:04pm
Gods, I can feel the pain in every word you're writing, my beautiful Dark Angel. It radiates outward like ripples on the pond. I just want to hug you tight. Perhaps time isn't up...maybe the clock is being reset. I love you...
...ever your Willow
...ever your Willow
3rd Apr 2019 3:06pm
thank you beautiful Willow for feeling me so deeply... I'm behaving very recklessly... I don't why I seem bent on destroying a beautiful thing...
I love you...
love Brenda 🌹
I love you...
love Brenda 🌹
Anonymous
3rd Apr 2019 3:07pm
Awareness is a key to change, beautiful one. Turn the key...unless your heart is telling you not to for some reason?
3rd Apr 2019 3:09pm
my heart is in love my inner self feels unworthy and is pushing it away... I will hopefully conquer this demon before it's too late...
I love you...
thank you for understanding...
love Brenda 💕
I love you...
thank you for understanding...
love Brenda 💕
Anonymous
3rd Apr 2019 3:14pm
Oh, beautiful, you are more than worthy. Put on those stomping boots I love so much in your closet and kick that demon solidly in its rude ass!
3rd Apr 2019 3:29pm
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3rd Apr 2019 4:44pm
Every one needs a break to reflect and love, anew..........renew?
I feel as though You're wrestling You within
Just know we are many who ache to raise You up and love You
deeply felt spill
I feel as though You're wrestling You within
Just know we are many who ache to raise You up and love You
deeply felt spill
3rd Apr 2019 5:26pm
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3rd Apr 2019 9:25pm
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3rd Apr 2019 9:30pm
Your work is consistently fine, Brenda. This might just be a note compared to the relative length of your usual work, but it still resounds. Enjoy the break, if needed. It's probably time for me to take one too.
3rd Apr 2019 9:58pm
A poignant poem indeed Brenda...the fickleness of human love.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
4th Apr 2019 5:53am
The pathos is palpable Brenda. Your lines are stark and succinct, carrying much gravitas.
*hugs*
Daniel
*hugs*
Daniel
5th Apr 2019 4:10pm
Hi, crimsin
Drip-drip-drip, like the ticking of a clock, brings incremental wear and tear that one day opens up its chasm. The emptiness often speaks more forcefully than the fullness, for when your heart is full you have to balance it with empty.
The deep denouement is the victim knowing that agitator "...will hang from this rope..." (the rope he has noosed for someone else's neck.
It looks like s simple "love note" poem
but it speaks volumes in its brevity.
cab
Drip-drip-drip, like the ticking of a clock, brings incremental wear and tear that one day opens up its chasm. The emptiness often speaks more forcefully than the fullness, for when your heart is full you have to balance it with empty.
The deep denouement is the victim knowing that agitator "...will hang from this rope..." (the rope he has noosed for someone else's neck.
It looks like s simple "love note" poem
but it speaks volumes in its brevity.
cab
8th Jul 2019 00:03am
This demon doesn't belong so yes put on your stomping boots and kick its fucking ass.
If he raises his ugly face again then I say your other demons gang up and how him who really is the boss, you are Brenda and you have the love and support of many you will never be alone.
If he raises his ugly face again then I say your other demons gang up and how him who really is the boss, you are Brenda and you have the love and support of many you will never be alone.
