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Choosing to love the emotionally unavailable is painful
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You're like the wind/
I cannot hold/
like the star/
I can’t behold/
unencumbered like the rain/
and loving you has become my bane...
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
6/21/2012 |
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Shirley,
this sounds like a change in the wind is needed to stop the rain. nicely said.
Budd |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner |
6/21/2012 |
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| OUCH, Some people live whilst sleeping. Such unrequited love is very painful. |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
6/21/2012 |
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Time to wane? Anyone to blame? It's all the same. I sense this is a poem about moving on.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
6/21/2012 |
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| I'm in the same situation, Shirley, and I wrote a poem about it called "Untouchable" and posted it a couple of days ago. I understand completely. |
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