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| Reviewed by Jms Bell |
6/24/2011 |
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| A SAD END TO A LOVE STORY, WRITTEN WITHOUT THE 'AGONY' OF UNIMPORTANT DETAILS. IT'S SO...OVER. GREAT WORK. THANK YOU, DAWN, FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
6/29/2009 |
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Dawn,
You've involved us with these characters in such a short amount of time. Nicely done!
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
6/27/2009 |
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A snapshot that snaps of pain and sadness...
Cryssa |
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| Reviewed by F William Broome |
6/25/2009 |
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Your words ring true for those who love someone, but along the way one is no longer loved by the other. Perhaps it is today's obsession with self. I am beginning to believe that it is a growing curse and evolving as a wider effect on those who want to love. This is extremely well written. - Chins Up! - Bill
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| Reviewed by J'nia Fowler |
6/24/2009 |
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| Hey, that's really cool Dawn. Thanks, hugs, J'nia |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
6/23/2009 |
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| One can feel the separation here, in spite of the close proximity. I think it's time for a little retreat to a B&B for a weekend. ;-) |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
6/23/2009 |
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| Dawn, my response to your poem might sound cynical, but I want you to know that I write what it made me think of. It sounds like they bought a king-sized bed. I recall my husband telling me one time that our kind-sized bed was going to ruin our marriage. <grin> |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
6/23/2009 |
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| well done! |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
6/23/2009 |
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He lost his wrist-watch, and then starting asking himself "where the time is gone?", no woman will be apart of any man, not even a million of an inch if she's inside his heart.
Georg
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| Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson |
6/22/2009 |
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| To say that I really like this would be an understatement; to say that I see sadness within these lines is true. the emotional picture you paint here is very deep and moving...as always, you witing excells |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
6/22/2009 |
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All too often the distance between two in in the bed, so sad and all too often one don't realize it is happening until it is too late. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by L Hippler |
6/22/2009 |
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| Very true. And well done as always, Dawn. |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/22/2009 |
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What an emotional and all too true short story. Well done.
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
6/22/2009 |
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Excellent story telling, Dawn, I like the "postcard story" idea.
-gene. |
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| Reviewed by Ron Karcz |
6/22/2009 |
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Now that's 'heavy'...very, very heavy. Not only that but it's very good. I'm forwarding this to someone from my past along with a note, "Now I know what happened."
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
6/22/2009 |
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ouch....sadness and too often true...moving words Dawn and hearfelt!
Christine |
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