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by sweet surrender Oct 19, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I walked the road to another dead end, Finding the right one to breath again. I heard your voice say, "come this way." yet i turn & see just a smoke of gray. I really have missed you, I am scared & frustrated too. Yes, I am a fool to think of myself, I know your not suffering or need any help. I am happy your in a better place, but mad because I cant see your face. So my walk will never end, Until we meet again
by zanna
Wow thats real good !!! in a way i understand your poem .. been there before .. and its real up setting !!!