
I have so many pieces of her stuck to my soul
I can’t bare to think of what’s missing
They play in my mind
Like an old reel of film
Round and around
Clicking at a pace
Nostalgic to my mind
As the end approaches
Sharply slapping my cheek
I have so many pieces of her stuck to my soul
I can’t bare to think of what’s missing
They play in my mind
Like an old reel of film
Round and around
Clicking at a pace
Nostalgic to my mind
As the end approaches
Sharply slapping my cheek
This is beautiful a heartbreaking damn words have power.
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Thank you for feeling their power ♥️!
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I’m running out of words for comments, Doree. I only comment a few, too. You are one of these few. I’m fading, but your words are worth my coming back sometimes.
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I understand, there is only so much a person can say. Only so much of their heart they can give. Your comments along with your presence mean more to me than you’ll ever know. I thank you from my everything for all that you’ve given me ♥️.
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And I thank you too. I mean it. I know this becomes public, but it’s all the same. I just want to say something when I feel it, and I feel it when I read your words. Even just for “liking” I want to hit it (the like thing) only where I do feel like. Your space is one of those places where I want to stop by. I’ve made my mind lately.
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I mean it too. Words or art, art or words our souls have connected in this place ♥️.
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