Between – April 6, 2019 Doree Grief, life, poetry April 10, 2019 1 Minute Between poems, I cry and I cry. Until I figure out what’s making the tears, Then I spill it all over my paper. Share this:EmailTwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Doree Grief Out Loud. Art. Life View all posts by Doree Published April 10, 2019
Thank you. It means a lot to me that you can feel my emotions through my writing :). LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Your post is still wet.
God bless you. 🌹🌹🌹🌹
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Yes, that it is. Thank you.
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Now it is stable. 🌹
Your emotional writing is wonderful.
Keep it up. 😻😻
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Thank you. It means a lot to me that you can feel my emotions through my writing :).
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We can feel words when they directly come out of your heart. 🌹😻😻
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