and tell me about your past–
tell me how you go about your days,
how you’ve gone about your life
in the frigid silence that halts my beating heart.
Have a seat…
and tell me about your past–
tell me how you go about your days,
how you’ve gone about your life
in the frigid silence that halts my beating heart.
spanishwoods 
The pathos overwhelms me…and makes me want to cry…if only I knew why……………….
Ron
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An excellent write
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Thank you.
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Suspect those benches could tell many a story, some that would bring joy to a heart. –Curt
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Mea Culpa?
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Strewth, I was just starting to think up what I was going to write about myself and realised it was a poem (which I enjoyed). Maybe another time 😉
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Thank you 🙂
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so inviting and so unexpected (last line)
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Thank you.
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poignant
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