So many times, taken whole and soon left empty
on the sidewalk, the perpetual victim of a heartless hit and run
The wrecked leftover of their wicked love story
fragile body broken to pieces, though still waiting for the one
Why? Why oh why didn’t you warn me, mommy?
That they’d tear my soul and feed me illusions galore…
Why didn’t you, mom, why didn’t you tell me
That nonetheless, I would keep begging for more, and more…?
In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema from A Reading Writer .
Cyranny's Cove 
Oh my. 💕
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Thank you 🙂 🙂 🙂
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words fail me. emotions took over.
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Wow… Thank you so much Madame Suze 🙂 I’m off today, and I have a date with Suziland this afternoon!!
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Powerful
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Thank you Miriam… I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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felt every word! ❤
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*Hugs*
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