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Her Feelings

Her soul's now tortured, tormented in black, Her spirit’s in terminal ache. Every thought that she has is an absolute hurt, She’s neither asleep nor awake. She had lived with a love, a jigsaw of a soul, A passionate, devoted, young warm. But he had just left, removed all his touch, Leaving a silent little thunder storm.

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Eileen Manassian

Date: 10/26/2016 11:38:00 PM

The pain is deep in this write, Lewis. The line that got to me was "her spirit in terminal ache". Sometimes physical pain is easier to take than emotional pain. You've captured this well.

Lewis Raynes
Date: 10/27/2016 2:10:00 AM

Thanku Eileen, this was from my past experiences and my interpretation of her emotions

Heidi Sands

Date: 10/26/2016 7:43:00 PM

That's a good one. I like the line with jigsaw of a soul.

Lewis Raynes
Date: 10/27/2016 2:11:00 AM

Thankyou Heidi, thanks for ur kind thoughts