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[bodytext] => The thought of hope and it's highly out of reach for me. My hands are weak and I barely feel the right to speak. My hope,my dreams...deeply in wonder,because of the man I see. He always stares back at me but never says a thing. But something about him,the color of his eyes.. the corrections he makes everytime he feels as if his soul dies. I know this man I see..He's the one that made me suddenly believe. He was there every night when I fell asleep,whenever my day went wrong.. we always sat and prayed for a better day to come.But as days went by,I never saw him. I waited by the garden where the roses began to wilt..As he never showed I felt every type of guilt.. Then before I knew it he arrived with a book of all his days. He began to cry,as I looked on the last page..it says "now is my time", I fell to my knees and begged god..please dont take away the only one thats sees me as something. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 129 [topic] => 32 [informant] => karinagutierrez121 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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