Like a loose thread
on your favorite sweater
you unraveled me.
Nonchalantly picking,
pulling, and tugging at me...
Until I was left nothing
but a tangled mess.
Like a loose thread
on your favorite sweater
you unraveled me.
Nonchalantly picking,
pulling, and tugging at me...
Until I was left nothing
but a tangled mess.
Anonymously Hal 
Very clever. Loved it!
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Thank you!!!!
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💚
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♥️
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Perfect metaphor as always! It always sucks when our favorite sweaters are ruined, but maybe it’s time to get a new one? ♥
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Thanks! Yes I think so 😏😉
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Being unraveled myself since I met my divine masculine, it gives us the perfect base for a recreation of self.
I love your poetry. Thank you for sharing. ❤️❤️❤️
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Yes it does. A fresh start 🙌
Thank you so much!! ❤️
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If one looks at this mindfully…that mess of thread…can swirl this world…& untangle itself…by untwisting into this big ball…the core…the universe…the love…it has always been
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Thank you Navin
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❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🤗✨
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#Fucked.. much matching to the hastag ☺️ Well done Hal.. short and amazing 👍🤗Have a lovely weekend 🥳💐
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Haha! Thank you Simon 🙂 I laugh when I write some of these hashtags. 😁 Have a great weekend too!
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😜😂 ha ha 👍
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Beautiful metaphors woven in words… Amazing🤩
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Thank you! 🙂
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