My laugh is empty –
it’s lost it’s guts
I feel myself falling
into one of those ruts
That long
dark hole
I think I’ll never come back from
That “odd-one-out” feeling
that I really don’t belong
© Kait King, 2016
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Well written Kait! ☺️🌷
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Thank you! So sorry for the late reply!🙏🌻
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Yeah, I do feel that sometimes. Well written 🍁🙂🍁
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Hopefully not too many times! Thank you🙂🙏🌻
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Wonderfully Written!!!
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Thank you 🙂🙏
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Lovely! Hey, I seem to have lost half my following once I changed my URL, it would be great if you could help me get my followers back. If you like my posts, please follow? (Formerly Lilrant.) thank you!
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Of course!!
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I feel like that a lot. lol. Nice writing.
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Yes, I definitely don’t think you’re alone! 😊 thank you 🙏🙂
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We all don’t but still we sit there
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True
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Here I thought I was the only one who got into that kind of mood. Thanks for sharing!
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Haha! Oh I’m sure there’s many of us, you’re not alone ☺ you’re most welcome 😊
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Beautiful
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Thank you! 🙂
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