Death, Depression, Fear, Isolation, Poems, Poetry, Six Words
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#1 by Indigo Spider on June 9, 2011 - 11:13 am
This is exactly how I feel this morning. Get out of my head.
#2 by Carl on June 9, 2011 - 9:59 pm
LOL! Everything is an accident of fate! I didn’t think anyone ever felt like I do. 🙂
#3 by sixthsymph on June 10, 2011 - 2:39 am
I find that mean people generally offend and upset me much less than the ‘kind’ ones when they ‘gently send me away’.
#4 by Carl on June 10, 2011 - 11:05 pm
Interesting…An appreciation of honesty…
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