Monday, October 26, 2015

Walk Away Comments

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Many become submerged in a boiling pot of witches stew where your mind, body and soul becomes the brew. Fear held within, bewildered and confused can be the makings of an early grave. Pull your strength from deep within, run away from the weak and become the brave.

Mental illness, that abominable scar infects the world no matter where you are. You Can not help the arrogant glued, they’ll frustrate the hell out of you. Protect yourself from fostering such pain, you may be the innocent blanketed in the bluest rain. An empty shell with no ability to care will take you down when you stand unaware.
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Melvina Germain
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Kelly Kurt 26 October 2015

Yes, sometimes it is essential to have moral support. Thanks, Melvina

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 October 2015

soul becomes the brew...heading fear is so sad. This is very interesting poem shared really.....10

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Loke Kok Yee 26 October 2015

I'm running but not getting anywhere need someone the road to share thanks Melvina-10

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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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