second thoughts
May 24, 2014 at 1:53 pm 6 comments
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pulling refuse from the depths
a life scribbled into words
placed on a table
what was i thinking?
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Entry filed under: depression, feelings, jorio, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, questions, reflections, Relationships, thoughts, words, writing. Tags: darkness, fears, friendship, loneliness, loss, memories, sadness, voices, worries.
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Paul Handover | May 24, 2014 at 3:33 pm
Sometimes, nay, many times, I would love to know what you were feeling when your powerful words came to your consciousness.
Because, I think my emotional reaction when I read your words is frequently a long way from those feelings of yours.
That’s all! 😉
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words4jp | May 24, 2014 at 5:47 pm
🙂
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hitandrun1964 | May 24, 2014 at 11:42 pm
Sometimes it doesn’t have anything to do with thinking.
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words4jp | May 25, 2014 at 12:53 pm
I know;) it is the dang head/heart thing.
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MichelleMarie | May 27, 2014 at 12:44 pm
I don’t know I go back and forth myself! 😛
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words4jp | May 27, 2014 at 4:27 pm
xx