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How Often

How often, oh how often In the days that have gone by   Did I sit alone in my bed room Feeling like I wanted to die   I had so many reasons I told myself each day   But God lifted them up and He bared them all away   My heart was filled with hatred About my life I did not care   And the burden I’d lain upon myself Seemed greater than I could bare   A flood of thoughts came over me That filled my eyes with tears   Because of the pain I’d brought on myself For so many, many years   How glad I am now that my life has changed And my burdens are no more   I’ve accepted God Got off the drugs and Finally found my self-love

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/3/2008 6:08:00 AM
You are so honest and deep. A heart filled with so much to share. I do understand that journey because my best friend of twenty years walked that path for a long time. To see the difference in him after chemical recovery is wonderful. I am glad you have changed direction...I am digging your writes.
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Date: 11/12/2008 5:10:00 AM
Halleujah and I do praise God Michael, that my nightmare is over! Thank you for all of your wonderful comments on my poems. May God continue to bless you and yours, as well. Janice
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Date: 11/12/2008 3:56:00 AM
Inspirational only you can tell it with so much insight the nightmare is over. Thank's be to God. Micahel Torres
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