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#1 by carldagostino on June 6, 2011 - 5:49 am
The penalty for betraying me or double crossing me is not revenge or payback any more. I simply cut that person out of my life. They will no longer enjoy any positive effects a relationship with me may have for them. They made me send me away.
#2 by Carl on June 6, 2011 - 11:03 pm
Thank you for your comment, Carl. Wisdom is behind those words.
#3 by carldagostino on June 7, 2011 - 4:52 am
My sponsor says I am still too resentment ridden. But when I flush them out of my life so has been the resentment. It is merely a matter of deleting a few passengers from the manifest.
#4 by Val on June 6, 2011 - 7:49 am
I’m puzzing over what someone would be trying to make you do and when. Now? Before?
#5 by Carl on June 6, 2011 - 11:04 pm
It is possible that it is not “made” to do, but perhaps compelled to do by custom?
#6 by Kay Camden on June 6, 2011 - 9:46 am
I first read this without the period at the end of the first line and thought I understood it. I was going to say, “Even if it’s to a white sand beach?”
But now I see the period, and I wonder.
#7 by Carl on June 6, 2011 - 11:09 pm
Yes, the period is needed. Thank you for commenting.
#8 by Indigo Spider on June 6, 2011 - 11:41 am
Perhaps I am misinterpreting, but I do not see this as “make me do something” but just, don’t make me, period. As in, a letter to the creator, don’t make me, send me away, too painful to be me, to be here, just send me away and work on another. Maybe it is my frame of mind, clouded by my own depression that looks through a distorted filter. I do like this poem, quite a bit.
#9 by Carl on June 6, 2011 - 11:11 pm
I wonder if the speaker is clouded by depression, too.
You have captured much of the sentiment, and that is nice for me to see that happen.
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