But I. By themischievousannaMarch 9, 2016 ( 6 ) We say life Is all the better Without a damper To inhibit we prohibit But I, As a hamper to myself How do I Live Without The help? Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: addiction, art, fiction&poetry, health, lifestyle, Pain, poetry, Politics, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Perpetually Flooding. By themischievousanna2 weeks ago Heirloom Weight. By themischievousanna4 weeks ago Malaise. By themischievousanna1 month ago 6 comments › N Filbert March 9, 2016 • 7:36 pm powerful works of late! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna March 9, 2016 • 7:40 pm Hope I can keep it up, Thank you! 🙂 LikeLike Reply ↓ Seán Maguire Writer March 9, 2016 • 10:56 pm Poem juxtaposed by striking image LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna March 10, 2016 • 12:54 am Thank you 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ rhythminlife January 25, 2017 • 9:48 pm Beautiful peace LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna January 25, 2017 • 9:50 pm Thank you very much! 🤓💜 LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.