She wanted to feel less, but the single word would not let her. Betrayal.
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Feel, Less, Word
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She wanted to feel less, but the single word would not let her. Betrayal.
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Feel, Less, Word
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The Bag Lady 
The more I feel, the less I feel
There’s too much to be heard
One photograph, one paragraph
Or just one quiet word
Is all it takes. My heart it breaks
When I know it comes from you
Your breath, till death, is all it takes
To make my dreams come true
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Love it, and whoever you are talking to is a lucky person.
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Excellent!
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