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Natalie Mancuso Poem
I can't make sense of this head of mine
I feel hopeless, running out of time
I should've died, my only wish
I just don't understand all of this
why does God want me to live
I'm alone, I have nothing to give
scars of white, tears of red
I can't make sense of this head
cuts break open, mouth gone dry
I don't get it, I should've died.
Copyright © Natalie Mancuso | Year Posted 2009
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Natalie Mancuso Poem
Papa
From the day I entered this world
In your arms I was curled
I knew right off you were good
Looking into your eyes as you stood
As the years past you were always there
Every moment; Every care
We knew always to come to you
For great advise and a laugh or two
When we moved away from you
I didn't know what to do
Longed for our everyday arguments
Longed for your approval on our achievements
Everytime you called us my day got brighter
All the stress of everyday life got lighter
Knowing now you are in Gods hands
Watching over us as time stands
I will make you very proud
I will make you shout with joy out loud
So promise me you'll watch me grow
Because T just want you to know
I really Love you!
See you in my dreams...
Copyright © Natalie Mancuso | Year Posted 2009
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Natalie Mancuso Poem
Today I sang in church
Spoke of Jesus' rebirth
And how he died for me
To set my soul free
Free from condemnation of my sin
The sin that came from within
Lust, jealousy, hate, and pain
Are the sins my body contains
though much more are left unsaid
I know I am safe, for Jesus is no longer dead
He died for me, as well as you
Though he was pure, he still came to
Came to die for millions, years aways
Therefore, he is still here today
Through the countless people all around
They are saved for Jesus they found
Continue to grow, as I do today
To know Jesus and grow in his way
Grow to be Jesus-like and always love
Speak to others about him from above
And how he's in your life right now
Explain to them exactly how
And bring them to Jesus as well
Live in his presence, live to tell.
Copyright © Natalie Mancuso | Year Posted 2007
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Natalie Mancuso Poem
This mask of mine I share with you
it hides all that I've been through
the grins and giggles I put on
hiding confusion, dusk till dawn
the eyes of my mask speak
for the part of me that's so weak
behind those eyes, a story lies
of the days I sit and cry
others when I laugh and dance
once given love a guiding chance
only to be left cold and in pain
a mind inside all but sane
fear of the future
regret in the past
I hide it all behind these eyes
the eyes of my mask.
Copyright © Natalie Mancuso | Year Posted 2009
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Natalie Mancuso Poem
Memories and scars can serve a purpose no other can see
they can hold both pain and individuality
each scar, each moment, shapes your life to what it is
without a foundation all falls and seems to miss
how can one live so perfect and without pain till their moment of last
what is a person without scars, but a person without a past
Copyright © Natalie Mancuso | Year Posted 2009
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