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hug me

hug me I say, and I'll need
nothing more
For a terror has seized meĀ 
I amĀ shaking before
the one who has made me

a consciousness here
I feel trapped in this body, this
life which I fear
and the shivers are on me

are rattling my brain
And home is displacedĀ 
In this horrified pain
and I cant find the one who has

brought me to be
I am dying inside these
odd breaths
Which are me

so hug me I say and I'll ask
nothing more
just hug me and hug me and
Never let go

M ~

Ā 

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Matthew Zeccola

Oh gosh, Marion, that was achingly beautiful. Good writing is characterized by making people feel, and I could feel every line of that. Gorgeous. Love, M.

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Marion

Thanks Matthew... hugs x

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Marion

Thanks B... appreciated x

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Nine Eleven

Hugs for you Marion, always x

Excellent poetry Marion, we all need affection, it's what keeps us human.Ā 

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Marion

Thankyou... appreciated x

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The fish of the sea

Nothing can be said Marion. I really do hope you're holding on. You and your poems mean so much to me. Hugs!

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Marion

Hello Max... what a rare surprise and pleasure. Thankyou .. hugs x

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Neville

Consider it done from afar .. well not so far really but incredibly truly .. x

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Marion

Felt it... thankyou x

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Being Me

This makes me immediately think of desertion. Specifically, from one which results in lost faith —  a faith which was, maybe, strong "before." Xx

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