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I’m block can’t flow All in my head But my pen suspend in mid air Refuse to dance on these pages Without you I am just a shell On a beach waiting to be discovered I need these words expressed My dependable therapist on break These feeling needs an outlet Dying to communicate Chocking on my own vomit Lips sewn shut Friend …remove these locks Furnish me with the key that changes meanings The meal that fills and satisfies My communication companion Mr Expression

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 3/26/2013 5:39:00 AM
Great twist on this write here!! "But my pen suspend in mid air, Refuse to dance on these pages"..love that line..love your word play. And its always a pleasure to see you stop by.
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Date: 3/25/2013 9:54:00 AM
I too view writing as a therapist, though not always dependable. A laptop screen is my paper, but the familiar scritching of pen on paper is missing; something of a loss. Fine writing. Jack
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Date: 3/13/2013 6:50:00 AM
Abigail, it's a lovely poem!!!! :) - Have a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/10/2013 4:24:00 AM
Now I KNOW this poem must be about me!!! I've always been known as "the meal that fills and satisfies"! LOL Absolutely love this one my dear Abigale... big big hugs! xoxox
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Date: 3/9/2013 10:07:00 PM
Mr. Expression seems to be many people's communication companion. Nice work.
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