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Most people wih upon the good Lord above
They wish for dimonds and gold Fame and glory For me I dont know why I wish siply for true love and happieness Asking now why To much pain To much neglect So why do we wish for love Why not wish for death So peacefull and warm Like the fild wishing for rain My heart beggs for love All for what Heart ach and pain Upon death you will be free from all So to all what shall I wish upon Love or death For now I am lost and confused Not knowing what I shal do Suffer or be free Live or die I ask of you know What shal I do |
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That, is a good poem!
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wow
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you need to wish for life in hopes that love will find you and I am sure it will sweetie
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Jen 82..Thank you
But you live your life all to find True love and happieness All to see your heart torn and thron to the floor All for what To be used and aboued For what you think is true love I have felt the touch of love All to find see I was used and abused |
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but to that the lord loved us all and was cast out and used and abused
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For the Lord truly has shown us love
So who do we get used by all Why do we alow orsrlves to suffer |
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to show that we love as the lord did
that is what we will never be able to prove |
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I don't believe we allow ourselves to get used,,, some of us have a very huge heart and believe what is being said to us is the truth,,, then finding out it was not,,, Suffering is a part of life,, no one said life was easy,,, Suffering at times makes us stronger and who we are today,,,, Life is a journey of give and take good and bad,,, its sorting it all out that will lead to a road of happiness in the end,,
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Love is what we all wish for.
But don’t expect it to come knocking on your door. It will not come that easy. But it can make one queasy Love is not something one buys. For some it will take then by surprise. First one must learn to love themselves. Our hearts are not to be put up on the shelves. Yes to love at times there will be heartache. But one must learn if they partake. In life’s game we call love. This thing we all dream of. It has its ups and downs. Even though the beauty of it all sounds. Like music to our ears. There will still be moments of tears. For you see. No one said it would be. Or that we should expect. Life that is perfect. Each thing we do. That takes two. It will not always be. The way we want to see. |
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