
Lost in these words
Tiptoeing through my lips
Spilled in the dark
I can’t
even
see your eyes
Kindness evades
Everything I know
It’s not me
Losing you
Surging toward air
Up against a warm brick wall
Scraping layers of my life
Left behind
Loving you

Lost in these words
Tiptoeing through my lips
Spilled in the dark
I can’t
even
see your eyes
Kindness evades
Everything I know
It’s not me
Losing you
Surging toward air
Up against a warm brick wall
Scraping layers of my life
Left behind
Loving you
Love and its pitfalls, described perfectly, …✨👏✨
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Thank you…forever trying to figure it out…❤️
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Life would be boring if it was easy, …but then, ..a helpful guide to living /loving at the beginning of our journey through this life would be highly appreciated, …✨👍✨
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Why, yes it would. All of it. I don’t think I’d be very good at listening to a guide. I’ve been given the gift of stubbornness ;).
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💜💜
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Thank you so much, it feels like a purple kind of day :)!
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Wonderful poem and photo, it touched my heart 🤗❤️
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❤️❤️❤️
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Doree, your verses reach out with honesty. Each of us faces our unique trials, and we look to discover a hope-filled open door.
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❤️ Thank you.
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Oof…
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Yes, exactly! Or, oof. ❤️
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