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too real

twin1twin1 Posts: 902
edited January 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Sometimes sitting,
watching, waiting,
praying for better tomorrows,
tired of painful pasts,

Knowing what I'm doing wrong,
and how I'm lacking patience,
that tomorrow is a new day,
full of hope, full of promise,
It is my choice if I am lost,

Sometimes wondering if big hearts
are a blessing or a curse,
Seeing both sides, is it tragic or a gift,
It is the emotion that makes it confusing,
no matter the toughness and faith,

There are moments, there are days,
when it all remains too real...
Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!
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  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    yes, when you care you hope for a better day tomorrow. Sometimes you can care too much. It can be hard, because you want to see the best for everyone around you, but the fact is, the vast majority will always be out of your control.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    depopulationINC wrote:
    yes, when you care you hope for a better day tomorrow. Sometimes you can care too much. It can be hard, because you want to see the best for everyone around you, but the fact is, the vast majority will always be out of your control.

    very true...
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
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