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Array ( [sid] => 7052 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => My Past [time] => 2002-11-20 02:20:00 [hometext] => A little poem to my fiances parents to tell them some truth in my life [bodytext] => Well I think its about time I tell you about my past,
I was put in a situation thatade me grow up fast
I wanted my daugther in my eyes she was my plan,
I figured we would be alone and that I didnt need a man
I named her Justice for it being Just Us Two,
I figured it would be hard but we would make it through
I called your son to discuss the situation I was in,
never knowin in my heart all the love he held within
I figured we would be friends I was scared to want more,
my heart was broken so many times I didnt think there was a cure
I fell for the wrong guys thinkin they would change,
but I ended up gettin hurt with a new life to arrange
I learned the hard way about carin for those who were out to hurt,
I learned the hard way about carin for those who would live in the dirt
I feel your son is a blessing I never felt love so pure,
my heart is now healed your son held the cure
I am beyond happy with they family that we have made,
Im glad I listended this time although I was afraid,
I promise to treat him good and love him for life,
I promise to be a good mother and a loving wife
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My Past

Contributed by Justice3310 on Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 02:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Well I think its about time I tell you about my past,
I was put in a situation thatade me grow up fast
I wanted my daugther in my eyes she was my plan,
I figured we would be alone and that I didnt need a man
I named her Justice for it being Just Us Two,
I figured it would be hard but we would make it through
I called your son to discuss the situation I was in,
never knowin in my heart all the love he held within
I figured we would be friends I was scared to want more,
my heart was broken so many times I didnt think there was a cure
I fell for the wrong guys thinkin they would change,
but I ended up gettin hurt with a new life to arrange
I learned the hard way about carin for those who were out to hurt,
I learned the hard way about carin for those who would live in the dirt
I feel your son is a blessing I never felt love so pure,
my heart is now healed your son held the cure
I am beyond happy with they family that we have made,
Im glad I listended this time although I was afraid,
I promise to treat him good and love him for life,
I promise to be a good mother and a loving wife




Copyright © Justice3310 ... [ 2002-11-20 02:20:00]
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Re: My Past (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniel on Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 02:57:20 AM AEST
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oh wow... this is gorgeous!! and i am sure that you will do well, doing all you can to uphold and fulfill these promises. kudos! ;0) -daniel


Re: My Past (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 03:24:34 AM AEST
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This was so beautiful,I'm sure they will love it too!Christina


Re: My Past (User Rating: 1 )
by Nessiecat on Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 04:05:40 AM AEST
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That's a really lovely poem! It's great to hear about the good things that happen in life.

Wishing you luck, love and light.


Re: My Past (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Wednesday, 20th November 2002 @ 12:00:29 PM AEST
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This is so beautiful, it's a wonderful
way to express how you feel and talk
about your past, Beautiful write, I enjoyed
this one alot. Keep em' coming
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.




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