purposeA Poem by josephine dinnairpartnercontain small implants of pain dart intinerate back and forth, as ardent verbal intercourse becomes carnal laid bare deepest sorrows, warped nurture inseverable interest, duplicate icons, we twain custodians maneuver ever forward brains racing, bodies flagging, spirit exhalted fake form and past shadows over us preventing us, restraining us, determind bow down to inner fortitude embrace , stave and regard renounce my psyche, endure , regain purpose inperpetuity ,indebted and appeased strive to nulify small implants of pain yesterday dies tomorrow surely survives
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2 Reviews Added on March 26, 2010 Last Updated on March 26, 2010 Authorjosephine dinnairlondon, notting hill, United KingdomAbouti am 35 and have just developed a desire to start writing and would value any comments on my scribblings x My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems; give me work. Give me the most abstruse.. more..Writing
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