Slowly, I Wilt
Trapped, he holds me downNowhere to hide and nowhere to runSlowly, I wilt... I begin to drownMy spirit dies while he has his fun.(c)Bonnie B. Hayes
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"Trapped, he holds me downNowhere to hide and nowhere to runSlowly, I wilt... I begin to drownMy spirit dies while he has his fun."There is no excuseAll flowers belong to GodCome lightning, strike...
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(((((Newell))))) You can say that again! Thanks for your strong reply, I couldn't agree more. ;o)Love,Bonnie
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And so another beautiful flower has been plucked, and now must be kept moist, so that its joyful life may be retained.Bonnie, you excell yourself with this awesome poem! Well done indeed! Leslie{Mr}....
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Bonnie:Creatively penned, but I doubt if our strong and beautiful Bonnie would wilt for long."At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." Plato
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Thanks all for your wonderful comments! I appreciate them to no end!Love,Bonnie
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geeezzzz, Bonnie-girl. I hope this is muse only. Have faith in yourself and do what you do best,...being yourself. Ian
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Hello Morcastlin!Really strong feelings put in words here. I read your last comment...I'm sorry this happened to you - good thing your husband (your boyfriend at the time) got him back for it!Yes, you...
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Thanks, Tais! I believe that what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. ) Welcome to the site! I look forward to reading your poetry!Love,Bonnie
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