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Blogs > yesmamallthetime > Mellifluous Musings

Sinking Feeling. A Poem  

yesmamallthetime 56F  
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27/6/2019 5h22
Sinking Feeling. A Poem

It's happening again
I am getting that
Sinking feeling.
The one that says
Why even pretend?
My efforts will be futile
My pursuit end in failure.

I am talking about
Going on a date
With someone new.
This new person
Has no idea
How I struggle
With this inner debate.
Rightly so
For he would
If he knew
Run the other way.
Thinking me
Beyond repair
And out of reach.
Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
yesmamallthetime 56F  
11278 messages
27/6/2019 5h23

 Do you have such inner debates or is it just me? Lol
Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely


vachuck 71H
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27/6/2019 5h50

 Nice poem, you should do more of them.


Newbe509 47H

27/6/2019 5h59

 Thank you, quite nice.


eroticgolem 56H
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39 messages
27/6/2019 7h26

 my inner debates
my subtle rebuttals
do i know what she wants
does she?
will i be left wanting
while she
after drinks
tells me
"I am a mystery, an ice cube ready to melt. I am a bead of sweat on your forehead."
Th inner debate:
AmI too good for her or is she too good for me...?


MulleenofMelb 58H
3024 messages
27/6/2019 7h28

 the face is the mirror
was at it again
and the little voice I hear
when all is quiet and near
is talking up again
the fakery of doing
the things I cannot do
and yet I do them
all the time because
there is no one who can
always there is only you

so tell the face in the mirror
to buck and go out and fight
you don't need to smile or preen
but these doubts always smite
worth more than two dozen of them
those voices corrupting in your head
for if you listen to them
nothing would ever get done
you would never have a chance at fun
or new stories which grow more hilarious
for your own better self
the longer that you in trying live, and live, and live.
Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ.

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backpocket13 50H
9007 messages
27/6/2019 14h07

 Hey Mel,
.........Believe in Yourself Sweetheart!.........I do!.........
Sinfully Yours, backpocket13


OldTatted 64H
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28/6/2019 4h15

 Those doubts are always there. That burning, empty gut, sweaty nervousness, to quote The Clash, Should I stay or should I go now.


citizen4722 66H  
74582 messages
28/6/2019 8h40

 Just let them keep on running.
They are no good at all for you.
You do need your heart to sing.
I won't run, may I join the queue?


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