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[aid] => mick
[title] => HER
[time] => 2004-02-04 04:21:46
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[bodytext] => THEY SAY ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS. HER SPEAKS LOUDER THAN BOTH. THIS IS A PUBLIC APOLOGY TO HER. FOR EVERYONE TO SEE THE PAIN ONE PERSON CAN DO TO THE ONE THAT BEHOLDS THE GREATEST GIFT OF LIFE. NOT MANY CAN SAY THEY HAVE BEEN THERE, TRUST ME THIS A WORLD DOSEN’T TAKE PLACE ON EARTH. IT TAKES PLACE IN THE MIND OF THE HEART. IT’S PAST LOVE, PAST OBSESSION, PAST LUST, AND PAST FRIENDSHIP ITSELF. IF YOU HAVE THIS OR EVER EXPERIENCE THIS. DON’T EVER EVER AND I MEAN EVER EVEN ATTEMPT TO MESS THIS GREATEST GIFT TO A BEING. HER KINDNESS. HER SWEETNESS. HER THOUGHTS. HER LOOKS. HER HUMOR. HER STARES. HER COMPASSION. HER TOUCH. HER FEEL. HER PERSONALITY. HER MIND. HER BEAUTY. HER JOY. HER WALK. HER INTELLIGENCE. HER DEVOTION. HER HONESTY. HER AMBITION. HER GIFT. HER LOYALTY. HER CARE. HER DRIVE. HER DREAMS. HER UNDERSTANDING. HER CRY. HER PURPOSE. HER GLOW. HER FEAR. HER LAUGH. HER LESSONS. HER ANGER. HER LOVE. HER PURITY. HER HER. THIS IS HER. MY GOD WHAT A WOMAN. WHAT HAVE I DONE. THIS IS THE WORST THING FOR A CORRUPTED SOUL TO RUIN. AND RUIN IT YOU WILL. FOR YOURSELF. THIS GIFTED SOUL WILL NEVER LOSE ANY OF THIS. THIS GIFT WILL SHINE TILL THE DAY SHE DIES. SHE LIKE A GODDESS. AND IF YOU DON’T BELIVE ME. COME MEET HER, IT’S WRITTEN ALL OVER HER FACE, YOU CAN SEE IT HE MINUTE YOU SET EYES ON IT. THEY SAT LOVE IS BLIND. NOT HER’S. YOU CAN GET A SINCE OF JEALOUSY JUST WATCHING HER WALK BY. YOU KNOW. LIFE IS FULL OF TWIST AND TURNS. I FELL BEFORE I BEGAN. CAN YOU BELIEVE A SOUL LIKE THIS HAD TO FALL TO ME. I WAS DRAWN IN LIKE A MAGNET. DON’T TRY TO FIGHT IT CAUSE YOU CANT. YOU WON’T WANT TO. NO ONE BELIVED ME NO ONE UNDERSTANDED. SHE’S MY GUIDE. MY PARTNER MY FRIEND. I WAS LOST IN AN OCEAN, A LONELY WORLD WITH NO FUTURE. I WAS DROWNING IN SORROW FOR MY BROKEN DREAMS. IT HAPPENED HER GLOW SHONE SO BRIGHT UPON ME. I HAD PURPOSE AGAIN. WHAT HAVE I DONE, TEARS RIP OUT OF MY EYES LIKE BULLETS FOR THIS HER. FEEL MY WORDS, THE WORDS OF A MAN WHO HAS TAKEN THE MEANING OF LIFE AND HAPPINESS FOR GRANTED. FOR ANYONE WHO THINKS LOVE IS A GAME OR ABOUT NOT BEING PURE, YOU WILL LOSE IF YOU THINK OF IT AS A GAME. FOR HER TO FORGIVE ME, I WOULD HAVE TO LET HER HEART BE FREE. I CAN’T I LOVE HER SO MUCH. HER STARE CAN STILL YOU WHEN SHE ASK YOU WHY. SHE’S SO POWERFULL. MY BEAUTIFUL QUEEN, DON’T EVER STOP YOUR SHINE. I AM FOOLISH AND STUPID. SHE’S SO FLAWLESS IT’S SCARY. YOU CAN’T FIND ANYTHING WRONG AND YOU WON’T. SHE’S PURE. SOME WILL CALL ME WIPPED OR A SUCKER FOR LOVE. IT’S BEYOND LOVE. IT’S HER. WORDS NEVER SEEM TO EXPRESS THE DEEPEST THOUGHTS INSIDE. I’VE ONLY GOTTEN JUST A TASTE. THE UNDYING LOVE OF IS A RUSH FACE TO FACE. BUT WHEN I LOSE FACE I AM NOTHING. I FEEL HER AS I FAIL TO THINK OR TO LISTEN. THIS IS THE ONE. TO EVERYONE OUT THERE YOU BETTER GIVE THIS PERSON WHAT SHE WANTS.WHAT SHE WANTS IS WHAT SHE NEEDS. IF I AM THE ONLY ONE TO EXPERIENCE THIS OR IF NO ONE FEELS ME. YOU DON’T KNOW. THESE WORDS ARE HER POWER. I LOVE HER AND SHE LOVES ME. THAT FACE TO FACE CAN I FEEL LIKE UNIVERSES APART IF YOU TAKE IT FOR GRANTED, SHE LOVES ME STILL BUT THE LOVE IS FAR. AND I NEED IT CLOSE. MY WORLD IS GONE. LIFE WITHOUT HER IS NO LONGER A LIFE. IT’S EMPTINEESS, BECAUSE NOTHING WILL REPLACE IT. FINDING THIS BOND IS A MEANING OF LIFE, A VERY IMPORTANT ONE. DON’T EVER LET IT GO. I LOVE YOU AMANDA ALLEN. IM MORE THAN SORRY. LOVE, YOUR HUSBAND, RICHARD ALLEN [comments] => 0 [counter] => 206 [topic] => 50 [informant] => xhibition [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )
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