How do I go one with out
your sweet lips
No warm hugs that
surround me with love
My soul is a wet
noodle limp dry out
Strange world we live in
taking small things for granted
Not thinking outside our
world of shatter glass
Now broken no longer
shiny left like junk
Now I do the meaningless
stuff to get by today
True love is a gift
to be cherished to grow
in to a wonderful garden
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First weekend alone
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My Heart Is Breaking For You!
Oh my dear sweet sister! I love you so much
Please call if you need me, I will try to call you this weekend or earlier if you want just let me know. Remember your love will always be with you just in another form
Love and hugs Theresa
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So sad, but written with a strong spirit. SO many seeds of truth, "now I do the meaningless stuff to get by today..." So well-written, I am so sorry for your pain.
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Hoodwinked
I spend many weekends alone. It is always the hardest the first time. It is slow to get better. Keep having faith. -
Oh this is so sad! Bless your heart. Your message is so true. We all need to cherish and appreciate those we love, and hold them close. Very emotional write.
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Brenda,
This is breaking my heart honey... I really wish I could help you more than I am doing... You are the sweetest woman I know...
What a beautiful job you did on this one, even though it is breaking my heart honey...
You know where I am if you want to talk...
and love
Nyetta
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sad~
This is written beautifully but so sad sis
I hope this is only a poem and not real
I wish for you a wonderful garden that flourishes and blooms with beauty beyond grandeur...
Love n hugs
Your sis
Susan~~~
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You sound terribly sad and lonely, honey. I am so sorry you're going through all this pain.
This poem radiates pain and sorrow. I agree wholeheartedly with your final stanza.
I wish I could give you a real.
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