Anxiety, Depression, Mental Health, Poetry Crushed Posted by TheMelancholySpitfire on November 7, 2017November 20, 2017 I can’t sleep, worry crushing daily, dark cloud follows me around, interrupted briefly, holding breath ’til the next tragedy. Emily © Photo Credit: Unknown Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
This has such an ominous atmosphere to it. I can feel the intensity of that crushing. Great writing.
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Thank you. I always appreciate your feedback.
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You are most welcome. Great writing that resonates with me always gets my attention. I love your writing!
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Thank you so much. That means so much to me. I’m newish to this.
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You are most welcome and I think you write like a seasoned poet. Besides, we were all new at one time 🙂
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You’re so kind! Thank You!!!
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Aw, just being honest and you are most welcome!
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