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[aid] => mick
[title] => A daughters pain
[time] => 2004-11-03 07:03:37
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[bodytext] => My mother .... her soul longing for happiness, her heart crying for love. Our deaf ear's could not hear her silent cries, our sleeping hearts could not hear her soul's whisper's. Without any apprise she absconded, leaving behind trail's of blood, .. blood of wounded heart's. Her wish was for, us to consider her heart, begging to be set free. But as she knew, she was no prisoner, ... her wings were never clipped. But, her heart now filled with regret, wishing to return. We miss and love her dearly, and that shall never change. But i fear, i must confess ... i have no impatience for her trip home. She has caused us deep hurt, .. which follow's our every thought, a pain buried within the darkest depth's of our hearts. Our blood,.. in time may wash away, .. but shall forever remain tainted. And yes she is still my mother, but i am still her daughter, i would never hurt her the way she has me .... us. Would never conceive of it. I know these word's will cause her pain, But my dearest mother, you must please, try not feel hurt by these words, Instead see things through my eye's. Kisch de Jager [comments] => 1 [counter] => 640 [topic] => 23 [informant] => Kisch [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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