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misstep
love
like walking
barefoot up
a mountain
of broken
glass
to measure
how much
pain one can
endure
Published 16th Jul 2024
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16th Jul 2024 12:48pm
16th Jul 2024 1:44pm
I think many of us have felt this at one time or another in our lives
Thank you. Her.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
Thank you. Her.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
16th Jul 2024 4:55pm
Ive always wondered how I keep cutting myself walking up that mountain... I hate love
17th Jul 2024 00:06am
love is an asp.
love is a jungle
of poison ivy.
love is a lie
cutting the throat.
love is the foreplay
to the wings of death
hugs,
buddhakitty.
love is a jungle
of poison ivy.
love is a lie
cutting the throat.
love is the foreplay
to the wings of death
hugs,
buddhakitty.
16th Jul 2024 7:20pm
Love is hard. But there’s something uniquely human about it. We look at that mountain… and walk it barefoot anyway. As if the pain gives it meaning.
Tight piece
Tight piece
17th Jul 2024 00:08am
or we think that the pain gives it meaning.
Thank you, Betty. Very much appreciated.
hugs,
buddhakitty
Thank you, Betty. Very much appreciated.
hugs,
buddhakitty
16th Jul 2024 11:55pm
People will, until they realize that they don't have to because choice. . .
Succinct as always, Kitts.
Succinct as always, Kitts.
17th Jul 2024 00:10am
Right you are, Ahavati. A choice of our free will and self determination.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
4th Sep 2024 00:25am
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