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MY BEST FRIEND

15:18 Jul 23 2010
Times Read: 512


Today I found a friend,

Who knew everything I felt.

She knew my every weakness,

And the problems I've been dealt.

She understood my wonders,

And listened to my dreams.

She listened to how I felt about life and love,

And knew what it all means.



Not once did she interrupt me,

Or tell me I was wrong.

She understood what I was going through,

And promised she'd stay long



I reached out to this friend

To show her that i care

To pull her close and let her know

How much I need her there



I went to hold her hand

To pull her a bit nearer

And realized that this perfect friend I found

Was nothing but my mirror.



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IM GOING TO BE A MOTHER

15:16 Jul 23 2010
Times Read: 513


I face the future

Already planned for me

No nothing for me to expect

There is nothing to wait and see



For my destiny has been mapped out

I shall have no more youthful days

I shall never feel the thrill again

Of raucous, rebellious ways



I shall rear a child for eighteen years

Maybe even longer

For although Im still a child myself

Im going to be a mother


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BunesUth
BunesUth
11:06 Aug 03 2010

Good luck with your first child





 

I MISS

15:06 Jul 23 2010
Times Read: 515


I miss the days when a kiss goodnight would put me to sleep- not tears.

I miss the days when a new dress would make me feel pretty- not darkness.

I miss the days when my laughter was uncontrollable- not forced.

I miss the days when a smile gave me confidence- not alcohol.

I miss the days when my thoughts were happy or sad- not confused.

I miss the days when the cuts were an accident- not intention.

I miss the days when a lolly pop cheered me up- not prescriptions.

I miss the days when I turned to family for support- not blades.

I miss the days when I was spontaneous, yet directed- not lost.

I miss the days when I’d cry because of a broken toy- not a broken heart.

And most of all, I miss the days when I was sane- not insane.


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13:39 Jul 23 2010
Times Read: 517


DIG MY GRAVE,

DIG IT DEEP,

DIG MY GRAVE FROM HEAD TO FEET,

AND ON THE TOP PLACE A DOVE,

BECAUSE I HAVE DIED FOR LOVE....


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