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Array ( [sid] => 184094 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Stolen Son [time] => 2017-04-16 12:27:47 [hometext] => Remembering a kidnapped 6 year old son. [bodytext] => Of all the things I let go wrong;
How come I never cried for Sean?
My anger kept the tears inside;
Until I found a place to hide.

I put this terror on a shelf;
But now its time to face myself.
No more lies that life goes on;
That hell be fine, and worst of cons!

Somehow mother cant get free
I wonder, did he cry for me?
Was someone there to hear his tears?
I wonder God, who saw his fears.

(Its only ego telling you;
That no one loves him like you do!)

A coward cries so many times;
And solves her wrongs in stupid rhymes.
Thank you all for being here;
While I sift through the garbage dears.

For holding hands as daylight comes;
For giving me a place to run.
All the things I can’t make right.
Guess they caught up with me tonight.
[comments] => 7 [counter] => 374 [topic] => 75 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
Stolen Son

Contributed by softerware on Sunday, 16th April 2017 @ 12:27:47 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



Of all the things I let go wrong;
How come I never cried for Sean?
My anger kept the tears inside;
Until I found a place to hide.

I put this terror on a shelf;
But now its time to face myself.
No more lies that life goes on;
That hell be fine, and worst of cons!

Somehow mother cant get free
I wonder, did he cry for me?
Was someone there to hear his tears?
I wonder God, who saw his fears.

(Its only ego telling you;
That no one loves him like you do!)

A coward cries so many times;
And solves her wrongs in stupid rhymes.
Thank you all for being here;
While I sift through the garbage dears.

For holding hands as daylight comes;
For giving me a place to run.
All the things I can’t make right.
Guess they caught up with me tonight.




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2017-04-16 12:27:47]
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Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Monday, 17th April 2017 @ 05:28:49 AM AEST
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I am awash in chills that won/'/t stop. I can/'/t offer anything of value beyond you knowing I am here.

Invierno


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 17th April 2017 @ 02:47:40 PM AEST
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This is very sad and beautifully written. I don/'/t know the story so I/'/ll just let it be but you can/'/t help but feel the pain put forth. Sort of at a loss for words here.
God Bless!


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 17th April 2017 @ 06:48:50 PM AEST
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Uh, is this real? It just blew me away. What else can I say? I stand with you as James and Inveirno said.

:(


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Tuesday, 18th April 2017 @ 12:39:19 AM AEST
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I have no words....wow......I can not even imagine....
My soul aches for you.


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by joydeep_nath on Wednesday, 19th April 2017 @ 04:01:52 AM AEST
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very touching...poetry coming out of your pain!! god bless u and your son!!


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Wednesday, 19th April 2017 @ 03:25:32 PM AEST
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Deep dark sadness , a heartbreaking scene is set out in retrospect here by you of a sinister occurrence that Is uncomfortable to comprehend in reality and hopefully this is not a personal experience of yours x bless you


Re: Stolen Son (User Rating: 1 )
by ming on Friday, 28th April 2017 @ 10:49:57 PM AEST
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I don/'/t know how this one slipped past me. The sorrow we all feel is breathtaking in your eloquence with this write. This is truly bleeding ink. I, as Alice, hope this was not a life truth. Regardless, my heart wrenched with the staggering pain these words invoked.

ming




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