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[title] => The Final Masterpiece
[time] => 2004-12-13 19:17:12
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[bodytext] => The Final Masterpiece She needs something to do to keep his memory alive. The grief that's in her heart has got control of her life. She lost him, when last spring turned into summer. He tried so hard to hang on oh but, the sickness was stronger. She said," please Lord help me." I dont want to forget, the greatest love i ever had. and no, i have no regrets. So she said, "I'll just paint a picture of how it used to be. When we thought all we ever had, was time, for makin memories." Well her hand picks up the brush and she dips it in the paint, as she creates her masterpiece, her heart's feelin so much pain. Now, she made that final stroke of the masterpiece. She steps back, to take a look, at this picture memory. She said, "please Lord help me I dont want to forget, the greatest love I ever had. and no, I have no regrets. So she said, "I'll just paint a picture of how it used to be. when we thought all we ever had, was time, for makin memories. With her eyes filled with tears, she looks at the picture of him, and then she smiles as the grief subsides, lookin' at the final masterpiece. Oh she smiles as the grief subsides, lookin' at the final masterpiece. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 538 [topic] => 39 [informant] => MMISS [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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