Tag: love
group name: todaysclutter
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March 25, 2007 03:12 PM EDT --
First Love
My first Love, where could you be?
I once thought you were my destiny.
When Love was new we thought it would last.
But now it's just memories of the past.
I Loved you so, how could you . . . more
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July 19, 2007 09:50 PM EDT --
I throw that question out there, as I ponder it myself. After my father died when I was very young, I had moments of seeing or believing I was experiencing love. Not with a boyfriend. . . . more
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December 19, 2007 08:33 PM EST --
I am in love with a woman who lives near my area, I see her all the time in passing and at the health club, I just found out she was on Gather. I am tempted to make an overt gesture to publish an article . . . more
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August 07, 2007 11:40 PM EDT --
I am boring. That is my problem. People are not coming to my site as much; and well, I am sad. Some still do. Always, and I love them for it. And I try to go . . . more
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July 29, 2007 09:22 PM EDT --
I know that in my writings up til now, about my family, I have not shared with you about my Big Brother from Southern California. Mostly because I rarely see him. But also because it . . . more
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February 27, 2008 11:37 AM EST --
I wasn't around much yesterday as we were in the emergency room from noon until 10pm last night. Kristi was experiencing some bleeding and just to make sure she was okay we went ahead and went to . . . more
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July 19, 2007 09:04 PM EDT --
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July 05, 2007 04:10 AM EDT --
Blogs are written for an audience of one.
Deny it if you will, but it is true.
Look at this, three in the morning, lonely, miserable in a way.
And here I am beating these keys.
Do you . . . more
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July 04, 2007 07:20 PM EDT --
I always feel sad on Independence Day
The kind of sadness one feels
When awakening from
A particularly passionate dream
And finding you are in bed alone
And very likely to remain . . . more
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August 10, 2007 03:24 PM EDT --
Hello everyone. I am sitting here watching the television classic “I Love Lucy,” the episode about Ricky’s life story and Lucy trying to get into the act. Gotta love it. Personally my . . . more
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December 20, 2007 01:01 PM EST --
I am head over heels in love with a woman from my area that is also on Gather. she doesn't know about me or how I feel yet. I am getting ready to profess my love to her in an article. I am stuck on . . . more
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October 21, 2007 01:38 AM EDT --
What word discribes love to you. I'll start.
Roses
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August 29, 2007 09:19 AM EDT --
I think I've figured it out.
Is it the flesh and bone?
The look in her eyes?
The smile on her face?
Her whole being?
Is it meeting her in my dreams every night?
Love is . . . more
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December 28, 2007 11:40 AM EST --
I took my daughter to the mall yesterday to spend her Christmas gift cards. I adopted her at four years old. She was in a word a mess. She was closer to an animal than a human. Anyway, we pulled in the . . . more
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November 21, 2007 11:52 AM EST --
I truly hope your turkey is well-basted. Your oven lives. Your cakes rise and your family behaves. I have 2/3 of my family coming which mean 12 people for dinner. My daughter-in-law . . . more
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October 20, 2007 11:01 PM EDT --
I have this extra large Golden Retriever. He is the sweetest baby, but he keeps having leg issues. He's had surgery on his front hip and now he can't walk on his hind leg. I . . . more
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July 27, 2008 10:08 PM EDT --
I do and I hate it. It's Pussycat. My father called that and it wasn't meant to be a compliment. Do you have one and do you like it?
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July 11, 2007 12:27 AM EDT --
MANY YEAR'S HAVE PASSED SINCE LONG AGO
AS CHILDREN WE PLAYED IN THE RAIN
IN WINTER WE PRAYED FOR SNOW
I WOULD PLAY WITH MY BARBIE DOLLS
PLAY DRESS UP IN MAMA'S CLOTHES . . . more
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August 14, 2007 12:24 PM EDT --
I admit it, I like comments. I like to know I'm being read when I put together a poem or an article about my life or a fictional piece. I create something and it becomes my baby. . . . more
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February 10, 2008 08:43 AM EST --
My golden retriever with a golden heart went to the groomer today. He smelled bad because he and I took a walk and I let him run in a large field by our house. He walks beside me and is as . . . more
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