Wearing rose colored glasses Blinded by the combination of fantasy and seduction Drawn into your web of deceit A tenacious girl interrupted by silver tongued promises of a charmed existence Allowing you to entreat
Slowly your spun gossamer encased me in its stickiness Gagging on my words I took my last breath Once the life was out of me I was of no more use Left hung out to dry in what was a pitiful death
I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose.
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Christine
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A poignant poem. Wonderful use of the Prompt
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Thank you sweet Sadje 💕
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You’re welcome 😉
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The web of love claims many skeletons
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That is so poetic! I love that Ivor 🙂💕
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Your words seem to encourage my poets pen….xx
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Perfect! I was caught up in the 2nd stanza so deeply that I realize I was holding my breath.
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Thank you Zael! Just like the fly in the web 🙂
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Exactly!
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Great verse you have spun with the prompts, Christine. 🙂💞
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Thank you dear Punam 😊❤️
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My pleasure, dear! 😊
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Lovely Christine- I am going to take the liberty of republishing on Brave and Reckless
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Thank you so much Christine 😊💕
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🙏
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Nice one! All of them are, but I don’t always comment! ;-)))
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Ha! Thank you Kevin! 🙂🙂
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