Impulse September 7, 2016 / Karina Pinella Words are uttered, Never to be retrieved, Reaction in motion. Only imagination Can avert The hurt. Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related
Me? Nope. No way. The generosity is on your end…for writing such a masterpiece! Haha. In all seriousness: your poem is pretty damn good. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
“Only imagination can avert the hurt.” I like that. Something to ponder upon. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
You wrote a masterpiece. We all should retire our pens.
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What the . . . you’re much too generous
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Me? Nope. No way. The generosity is on your end…for writing such a masterpiece! Haha. In all seriousness: your poem is pretty damn good.
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Thank you
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Those last three lines are amazing.
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Thanks
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“Only imagination can avert the hurt.” I like that. Something to ponder upon.
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