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Life In a Mud Puddle

looking into that puddle reflection of my dirt covered face slipping and sliding in that mess of my life no holding back what I need to say no way out of this bubble I'm trapped inside of i can't see out but you can look in seeing me fall seeing me break you cringe in resent of having to see me this way trying to look away seeing my face filled with tears you fall to your knees screaming, pounding your fists torcher has no end

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/30/2011 2:44:00 PM
ok so I would have to say this is not my best at all. I just joined the soup and I wrote this midnight. I'll for sure post some of my best.:)
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Date: 1/24/2011 3:41:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Morgan. Please continue to write you will do very well. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors this year. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/23/2011 5:52:00 AM
Nice touchy write on life in a mud puddle. Morgan
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Date: 1/23/2011 2:25:00 AM
This is a really good read. :) Only one thing though. Torture* But I do love this poem... Hope to see more of your writing on here soon. Take care & Keep writing. <3 Kaci Jo
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