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[aid] => mick
[title] => the same
[time] => 2009-06-16 19:56:02
[hometext] => I wrote this poem when i was feeling alone in the world like nobody really understood me
[bodytext] => Im sitting here wasting away. The days are to long and im begining to fade. What does this life mean. My faith is begining to shake and im feeling like i might break. The tears are bringing me down. With all this pain i think i might drown. I have to fight i have to break through. The light in the sky has to be true. But where do i go from here i don't know where to start. There has to be away to heal my wounded heart. My spirit is lonley. i need someone to console me. I've fallen from grace. It's my own hate i have to face. This is my battle and it's time for war. I know it's going to cut me to the core. I have to get up now i have to be strong. I have to find away to hold on. I know now my life is more than just a silly game. Now i know i'll never be the same.
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the same
Contributed by
sherryrenea18
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Tuesday, 16th June 2009 @ 07:56:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Im sitting here wasting away. The days are to long and im begining to fade. What does this life mean. My faith is begining to shake and im feeling like i might break. The tears are bringing me down. With all this pain i think i might drown. I have to fight i have to break through. The light in the sky has to be true. But where do i go from here i don't know where to start. There has to be away to heal my wounded heart. My spirit is lonley. i need someone to console me. I've fallen from grace. It's my own hate i have to face. This is my battle and it's time for war. I know it's going to cut me to the core. I have to get up now i have to be strong. I have to find away to hold on. I know now my life is more than just a silly game. Now i know i'll never be the same.
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Re: the same
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by lesoleilnoire on
Tuesday, 16th June 2009 @ 08:06:52 PM AEST
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Good piece of writing--I can definitely related to this. I feel so lonely and empty at times.
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Re: the same
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 17th June 2009 @ 12:10:30 AM AEST
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I think we can all relate to this write in one or the other.
good work.
Welcome to our global family here at YPDC.
huggs, blessings,
emy |
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Re: the same
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by mase on
Wednesday, 17th June 2009 @ 03:33:27 AM AEST
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| A very moving piece, inspirtational and uplifting at the end. |
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