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Hear Me

Hear me. Please listen. My little squeaks mean something. Help me. I can’t. This pain is molesting my spirit. Is it worth it? Should I leave everything behind and just “poof” away? Please try to Help me. My physical appearance is starting to fatigue. Save me.

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Date: 4/22/2014 9:35:00 AM
Hello Christian, I found your poem,while searching for a read. This jumped off the page! ABSOLUTELY Beautiful... Thanks so much for sharing. Peace, Deborah
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Date: 4/20/2014 4:08:00 PM
I feel a sense that you're feeling ignored. Been there...done that... :( Unfortunately, we have to live through those wretched moments. these two lines remind me of me at times: "This pain is molesting my spirit. Is it worth it?" Fascinating write. Keep it up! ~ DWB
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Date: 11/11/2013 7:53:00 AM
Panicky sentiments. It's nice to read from someone new. This is a frightening poem.I feel as if I am losing someone close to me. Great write. I hope to read morefrom you! Always, Laura
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Date: 11/8/2013 10:12:00 PM
Your poetic muse is at its highest with nice rhythm, Christian
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