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The ink smeared
As tears fell, silent drops
Staining the page
Stinging her eyes, burning
Like the words he wrote
For another
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
Ouch! The two final lines.
❤ Love your work.
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My muse, as Morgan says, PMSing lol Thank you!
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Nice.
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Thank you 🙂
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This is wonderful! So emotional…
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Thank you, Diane! ❤
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Outch!
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My muse was feeling sorry for herself…
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And I understand her 💖
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OH 😦
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C’est la vie. As I said to someone else, my muse was a bit melancholy these past days. I’m hoping she’s over herself soon 😉
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Muses get PMS too lol 😉
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Don’t I know it lol
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Ahhhhh……Big Hugs for her! ❤
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Thank you, Bushka 😃 Hugs! ❤️
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❤
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