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[aid] => mick
[title] => thanks to the little girl, who set Us free
[time] => 2007-08-30 05:23:04
[hometext] => just rambling outloud about how i appreciated the littlegirl inside that helped heal the adult me
[bodytext] => this is for the little girl who littlerly saved my life, my world she came unbeknown to me, when my life was a mess it is in those times, she help take on my stress she kept my dark pains with her, so i wouldnt fall apart she placed distance for a man, instead of love in my heat she allowed me the joy, of not crying everyday thats not to say, i never felt sadness in anyway but she took those most painful memories, from my soul she kept me from falling to pieces, from losing control and there are still some things, better left unsaid and i will look at them, as being better off dead but even in their death, the best part of me living has to go on and know that in God, I'm never alone it was she that helped me, to find my strength the heal as she slowly, but carefully tried to reveal things to me, that she had taken to conceal the secret pains, that she felt i was ready to know she knew emotionally, i was ready to grow at first they were memories, to hard to write, or believe true i was confused, at what to do i knew that once on paper ,they couldnt hurt me any more writting them sometimes, was like opening an old sore but just as a sore, takes a little time to heal, and gain new skin i too emotionally, would be my old self again once i started to write, it all just came poring out though tears sometimes, I just wanted shout I 'm free, im free, finally I'm free free just to be me through it all, i learned that my past couldnt hurt me anymore and its ok, to allow the love of a man, at my hearts door so many thanks, to the little girl i let go because it was she, who let me know, i didnt need her any mo she too is free, for she is the adult me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 451 [topic] => 48 [informant] => desire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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