memories2

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    memories2

    To many memories to much lost, I always feel so much pain in my thoughts. I often love to hard and get lost. Lose myself my since of self. How long have I felt this since of lost. So deep in my soul, so low in my thoughts. Pain is all I feel so lost can’t think straight takes to much thought,32 years of a marriage I wish so many times I could change, at 16 should have been playing with dolls instead of playing house. Bore him three sons the only reason I know all the years were not lost. To love and lose is a painful thought. May you think something is wrong with your very soul because all you feel is lost.

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    Johnstradamus commented on memories2

    05-18-2009

    three beautiful sons from their history. take care, god bless you and thank you for inviting me into your work

    Johnstradamus commented on memories2

    05-18-2009

    i'm sorry that you aren't able to look at your life and see much more than 3 sons to your credit or joy. it's so funny how things cycle though. keep hoping with your eyes open bevneal. i guarantee that there are plenty more wonders for you to plunder. To take inside filling you up and refresh your mind about how it's ok that what you were hoping for all along never arrived or went slowly away. not much of a comfort to know this while so deep in melancholy misery but some can't even draw on

    JLove commented on memories2

    04-02-2009

    i completely understand. well put

    dangedmanjr commented on memories2

    03-30-2009

    sometomes i feel this way...i have three kids that keep me going too!

    fennesse commented on memories2

    03-30-2009

    yes keep it up swing it make your words sing there are many who will listen to your song! I be right here too.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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