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If we feel is it pain.....if it were pain would we know that it were so?



As the tear's fall do we see that it is this or are we blind. If cut we bleed but how do u stop real pain,in this that we call life is there joy?



Do we see it,feel it,want it, if we want may we have it? Sit in the darkness of your mind and remember,what is it like to feel can u remember,do u want to remember.



In remembering do we only bring forth more,as the tear's fall is that your joy? Has all hope abandon you will it be found if we were to look,or will it only hide.



When you sit darkened, cold, what do you see, are you taken in by all that is loneliness. Are do u simply feel that which is what you know it to be.



If lost do we not look for direction should it be so with pain, or do we only give up on hope. So as your tear's stream down only think to yourself of which that it shall be for all.

When u find a special person how do u know, a special person is not a person at all. Or are they you in ur heart if we were not there,speical people are all around us and yet nowhere. Some or us take for granted this life and treat a person so close to us like they are not us but that we hate ourselve's, if these word's be true then do we not also hate ourselve's. A person that will bring you so close to heaven and make u feel that which u have longed for,but yet there is no respect. If one lose's that person could it be that they were not that person for them, how many of u my friend's have longed for the touch of that person be it not u. I have been here for some time in this life and will be still or will i fall apart like the glass shard's ofa heart broken by that person that u thought to be special. When do i find luck which to has found me such a person that has lifted my vile of sorrow only to show me truth, that there two is a speical person here before me even if not yet mine in my hope's to soon b. So for all u my friend's that think there are no people lie that of which i speak for u look only into your own glass shard's to see that they have been there all along.



To u my dear love with the sharde's of my heart which in that u have mended.

So many thing's to say but yet no one to speak,if no one understands.The silent screams never stop and are not heard with the deaf ear's of man or woman.



To forget is bliss but how could one betray a memory,the pain, let it lash out into the cold wind of the night.



Hide the fear but is it really not yourself,to know what we are? Why hide cloaked in shadow is the sound of your own heart.



Memory's come like cool water that wash over a body speak without word's, feel the light but all are shadow.



Let it be as it is or may be with the test of pain in time, to change but go on silent doing what always is done.



The change is never real change but only dream of what is a happiness to search and wish but only then all is but dream's.