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"anxiety' Or "ode To Therapy."

I had a silent visitor who come in on the sly. I didn't know he'd entered Tll many years went by. He built a little fire deep within my brain. It smoldered there unnoticed until it burst to flame. I went to see a therapist who helped my look inside my head. To find out why the fire burned and how I kept it fed. I took a million breaths, I snapped some rubber bands. I walked to Mexico and back and downed some Ativan. I'm feeling alot better, although the fires not completely out. I'll have to keep a constant watch. of that i have no doubt. So If you get that feeling, That comes without a warning. Have a glass of wine and off to bed. Call your Dr in the morning.

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Date: 3/16/2014 11:30:00 AM
nice featured poem..Linda
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Date: 3/16/2014 7:19:00 AM
This is great, gave me a chuckle
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Date: 3/11/2014 11:28:00 AM
Barbara, CONGRATULATIONS, on having your poem featured on the soup's home page. I'm always enjoying The Soups top picks of the week. Take Care ~SKAT~
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Date: 3/11/2014 11:04:00 AM
Good advice, Barb, Congrats on the selection. Love, daver
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Date: 10/30/2008 3:04:00 AM
I just love 'and how I kept it fed', truly inspired. This is a wonderful write that conveys a serious subject in a lovely ironic way. Great stuff. Love, Nigel
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Date: 10/27/2008 12:22:00 PM
I found the rhyme scheme to be flawless and the read entertaining and smooth. Though a subject that probably could be construed as sad, I see humor in the write. Michael
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