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[sid] => 1475
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => thing
[time] => 2002-07-31 06:27:39
[hometext] => The way I feel......
[bodytext] => In a world where all seems lost.
Where dreams and hopes are fading away. Reality like a nail is being driven to my soul's core. I thought life was a game, and I was its player. I was sure I was winning, sure I was in the lead, sure I was on top. Then it hit hard. It was like I was standing in the middle of the tracks and the blue line laughed in my face. The game is up and I now walk the darkest path I have ever encountered. I know there is only one way I can overcome this thing. I call it "thing" because it can't be given a name. If I tried to describe it the words pain, anger, anguish, suffering are words that might be suggested. And it hurts, this thing that dwells so deep within me and causes my soul to cry out a silent cry that only the Lord hears. I can do nothing but pray that the Lord will lighten this load, or strengthen my back. So now I place this "thing" in His hands. For I am at His mercy, and his will. mark~ copyright (C) 2002 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 32 [informant] => romitalian [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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