it was really, like I had/have a curse or something...as if I might pass this through touch or company...my folk's, started to scat like fly's in the Dirty South, swatted off a cow's ass when this bullshit disease started to hit the fan.
Broken promises made by make believe friends and kin-folk with two face's...scatter like the leave's falling from the tree out of door's...Relation's, I have broken bread with, I have cried and laughed with...even just for an hour?...or a call to check on thing's?
The silence in my Deaf Left ear, the sounds of total silence...the continued loss of hearing in my right-good-bad ear...the more I strain to hear...the more I must ask for repeats or I still do the "go-along's". TO HAVE KINFOLK, get upset or bitter with me because I have to ask for a repeat, more than two or three times is REALLY starting to hurt the heart...and yet, silence what I might want to say or share about this whole situation.
Maybe I'm missing something here...I don't know...one thing is for sure though, and that is when you recognize them who are sincere and them who enjoy playing with folks emotions.
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