Imbroglio
Chaste heart and pure eyes fall slight. Exhilaration slopes celebration. Never again an adolescent I've turned woman, bleed freedom and wear white. Only gravity holds me back. I fly naked, smell new...
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Is it that we are always ready to lean new things? Not sure I grabbed your central point but I still enjoyed the read. You are sometimes a challenge and I love a good challenge..
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Yup. I choose, too. The curse of white is red, Sarah, or is it the other 'way 'round. Never did get that one down pat...ahhhh, then, I'm only a man-childe. Be patient, mother. Your bread's ready but...
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((((((Sarah))))))) wow...what a powerful unleashing of emotions in verses..... I may be off the mark, but this reads to me as a disagreement, or a hurt that was experienced in youth, and as the heart...
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Thank you Bill, John, and Dawn for commenting. I actually wrote this for a word play picture and wanted to see if it would stand alone. The link for the picture is here:...
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Life can be a mess of mass confusion can't it, don't know which way to turn, to sit down or stand up, to cross your legs or not, well I reckon it depends a lot on the situation, but it's still a mess...
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