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      i lost my way, as i have searched high and low, where there had been many crooks in my way where i have felt i lost hope not only in my self but with others around as learning day to day from others and myself, that i have been taught just how others have been before. i wake up to see the morning dew and walk the grounds on the soft ground and look ahead and watch my loved ones go on there daily routine, as i see this world it scares me, to see things fall apart at my knee. i sit there and wonder who really am i, and where do i belong,i have only known one parent in my life as where she had done her best to raise all of us 3 on a limited source that she only knew how. its like feeling a lost in a hole and no place to feel at ease
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        Edited by
        BillySuvol
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        Thu 05/21/09 10:41 PM
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| i lost my way, as i have searched high and low, where there had been many crooks in my way where i have felt i lost hope not only in my self but with others around as learning day to day from others and myself, that i have been taught just how others have been before. i wake up to see the morning dew and walk the grounds on the soft ground and look ahead and watch my loved ones go on there daily routine, as i see this world it scares me, to see things fall apart at my knee. i sit there and wonder who really am i, and where do i belong,i have only known one parent in my life as where she had done her best to raise all of us 3 on a limited source that she only knew how. its like feeling a lost in a hole and no place to feel at ease So I sit here with these thoughts My pain comes with please Still I write all of these words And my sorrow will never seize | |
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| i lost my way, as i have searched high and low, where there had been many crooks in my way where i have felt i lost hope not only in my self but with others around as learning day to day from others and myself, that i have been taught just how others have been before. i wake up to see the morning dew and walk the grounds on the soft ground and look ahead and watch my loved ones go on there daily routine, as i see this world it scares me, to see things fall apart at my knee. i sit there and wonder who really am i, and where do i belong,i have only known one parent in my life as where she had done her best to raise all of us 3 on a limited source that she only knew how. its like feeling a lost in a hole and no place to feel at ease So I sit here with these thoughts My pain comes with please Still I write all of these words And my sorrow will never seize i agree with that.. i wrote this poem based on a friend of mine daughter.(she 19yr old) but has a disabilty and finding herself in love with someone that she hardly knows and just moved in with him.and for what i have seen in the pic she has, i see nothing but heartbrakes and i even did a reading for her and there is going to be alot of issue ahead.. | |
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| i lost my way, as i have searched high and low, where there had been many crooks in my way where i have felt i lost hope not only in my self but with others around as learning day to day from others and myself, that i have been taught just how others have been before. i wake up to see the morning dew and walk the grounds on the soft ground and look ahead and watch my loved ones go on there daily routine, as i see this world it scares me, to see things fall apart at my knee. i sit there and wonder who really am i, and where do i belong,i have only known one parent in my life as where she had done her best to raise all of us 3 on a limited source that she only knew how. its like feeling a lost in a hole and no place to feel at ease So I sit here with these thoughts My pain comes with please Still I write all of these words And my sorrow will never seize i agree with that.. i wrote this poem based on a friend of mine daughter.(she 19yr old) but has a disabilty and finding herself in love with someone that she hardly knows and just moved in with him.and for what i have seen in the pic she has, i see nothing but heartbrakes and i even did a reading for her and there is going to be alot of issue ahead.. well i wasnt trying to steal the spotlight queenie, you know youre ace with me............was just trying to feel it with ya....guess i misunderstood...sorry | |
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| i lost my way, as i have searched high and low, where there had been many crooks in my way where i have felt i lost hope not only in my self but with others around as learning day to day from others and myself, that i have been taught just how others have been before. i wake up to see the morning dew and walk the grounds on the soft ground and look ahead and watch my loved ones go on there daily routine, as i see this world it scares me, to see things fall apart at my knee. i sit there and wonder who really am i, and where do i belong,i have only known one parent in my life as where she had done her best to raise all of us 3 on a limited source that she only knew how. its like feeling a lost in a hole and no place to feel at ease So I sit here with these thoughts My pain comes with please Still I write all of these words And my sorrow will never seize i agree with that.. i wrote this poem based on a friend of mine daughter.(she 19yr old) but has a disabilty and finding herself in love with someone that she hardly knows and just moved in with him.and for what i have seen in the pic she has, i see nothing but heartbrakes and i even did a reading for her and there is going to be alot of issue ahead.. well i wasnt trying to steal the spotlight queenie, you know youre ace with me............was just trying to feel it with ya....guess i misunderstood...sorry NO problem | |
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      LOL!! i have a question. how do you expect your pig to eat the peanut butter and toast     | |
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| LOL!! i have a question. how do you expect your pig to eat the peanut butter and toast     He'll get to it......he has a food dish | |
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      thank god for "issues",,,,they seem to make us who we are and seek to find our way, a way, some way    nice write queene | |
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| thank god for "issues",,,,they seem to make us who we are and seek to find our way, a way, some way   nice write queene thank you.. only if she will open her eyes and see through it before she gets into trouble i email it to her in myspace and her reply was where did i get this from(geeze i wrote it) it fit her life as of now | |
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| LOL!! i have a question. how do you expect your pig to eat the peanut butter and toast     He'll get to it......he has a food dish  great sense of humor | |
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| LOL!! i have a question. how do you expect your pig to eat the peanut butter and toast     He'll get to it......he has a food dish  great sense of humor you see the new picture of me and pig? he got his ear pierced | |
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| LOL!! i have a question. how do you expect your pig to eat the peanut butter and toast     He'll get to it......he has a food dish  great sense of humor you see the new picture of me and pig? he got his ear pierced       | |
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