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They say make a break for god sake before its too late
but love is blind so they say
you awake but are careful what you say
walking on egg shells every day
every word not to say unless you use his words
felt srongerly you cant speak to who you want or
he goes off on one, some days fine as longas the words entwine other so miserable you want to cry
people try to help but is that love so blind
so many friends have come and gone so many people who you loved
now you feel so alone with just this torture of love is blind.

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This is a very human condition, we spend so much because we are convinced that it will make us feel better, A great insight Love Duncan X
Wonderful poem, Sylvia. Your stories are so warm and human. They always touch my heart.. Love, Sandra
Very well described Sylvia, it's certainly a mammoth task. Lovely story captured here. Love Ernestine XXX
You make wonderful tales of the everyday things in life Sylvia. A fab read. (For my part I take on board what Michael has to say! ! ! !)
Another great read, one close to my heart, from me my cash will soon depart! My flexible friend is raring to go, I'll leave my worries till tomorrow. Excellent! Love, Fran xx
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