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The air you exhale in my presence
Puffs of nonsense that belittle
Sighs of disgust, yours, not mine
I try, but get knocked down
Pick myself up, only to fall again
Not at your feet, but at mine
Kneeling, praying, anything
To better understand the why
Or to not understand at all
I’ve been told so many times
And still, these days pass
And nights become terror
As I find myself lost in a dream
Or perhaps, more of a fog
Unable to see what lies ahead
Grateful to be unable to see
What I left behind
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dornahainds said:
Magnificent as always! 🌹😎
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you very much, Dorna! 🙂
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deuxiemepeau said:
keep writing and we will always be there to read you
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Dorinda Duclos said:
You’re the best, dear friend! 🙂
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D. Wallace Peach said:
Powerful, Dorinda. “Pick myself up, only to fall again Not at your feet, but at mine.” Those words are heartbreaking.
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, Diana….I am dealing with some rough times, trying to get through it. Only way I know how is to write it out…
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D. Wallace Peach said:
So sorry to hear that, Dorinda. Keep writing, my friend. It is helpful. Sending light and love your way. ❤
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, Diana. I do see light at the end of the tunnel so I will keep going forward ❤
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Bernadette said:
Such sadness.
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Dorinda Duclos said:
I’m working on smiling again. It’s a rough road right now xo
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Bernadette said:
♥️
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