confinement
June 23, 2014 at 2:29 pm 4 comments
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life in a cage
feels
safe
until
it
begins
to
feel
like
a
slow
drawn
out
death
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Entry filed under: depression, feelings, human nature, life, love, Personal, poetry, ponderings, prose, Relationships, snippets, thoughts, writing. Tags: darkness, fears, frustration, loneliness, loss, memories, observations, worries.
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theburningheart | June 23, 2014 at 2:57 pm
We live in the cage of the body, and by the limitations of our life, we can only escape by being happy with who we are…
2.
words4jp | June 23, 2014 at 6:13 pm
I agree with you completely. Thank you for your wise and lovely words.
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hitandrun1964 | June 23, 2014 at 4:43 pm
Perfectly said, my friend. Spot on.
4.
words4jp | June 23, 2014 at 6:10 pm
Thank you;)