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[title] => Gift VII
[time] => 2015-02-06 09:29:15
[hometext] => I write to God when I pray. I was asked by a few people to pray for them, so I got to writing and this poem happened.
[bodytext] => God bless your mom A stressful time you two are upon Dear God Grant me words that'll ease the pain Stop any tears and release the strain When my pen leaks of praying It speaks for four people You, your mom, my first sister and Khadjiah I ask God to send you love and healing I happily cut my sleeve and Create treatment from what I'm feeling We all are walking through the night searching for the sun And the moon ain't even shining anymore for some So we're in pitch-black darkness But fear not, that's what the purpose of my art is To remind us we're heart-ists We thrive in the darkness because we're our own light Anyone around us On them we shine bright So to you, Thank you for inspiring me Continue to help your mom with her desires and needs Although you're already doing your best tirelessly Try to fight the stress, please Don't succumb. To your mom, Thank you for your blessing of a daughter Tell her you love and appreciate her for the extra miles she's walking As for your stroke If it has you feeling like a burden I speak for your daughter when I say you're tenfold worth it That's coming from a motherless child So if you don't look at each other and smile because of this poem… I've failed as an artist, Let alone heart-ist. To my sister, Who can't wait to move on What if I told you we won't be struggling too long? I believe success awaits me through song I'll discover happiness in this lifetime and put you on You want everyone to stand on their own two feet I'll get myself straight in time where you're still alive and you see And you don't see it from Heaven like our mother We just gotta continue to hold on Because we literally have no but each other. (…I probably should be the last one to say something like that, I may sound like a hypocrite) And Khadjiah, Thank you for being my friend this long Jealousy makes me wanna not be your friend anymore A couple times I even cut you off Listening to my demons talk Self struggle is a bigger issue than I even thought But with the grace of God I've grown as a person No more am I bothered by your love struggles when you tell me you're hurting I can focus on what's most important on my end Doing my job when you're in need of a friend Been asked me to pray for you I'm just now bleeding in pen Forgive me for not taking my heart and bleeding right then and there But long as you know that I care …I guess I can forgive myself then Gift seven. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 131 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Blackheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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