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Can Not Force Redemption

Can Force Redemption Through my loving heart she did wickedly place a untimely ,splintered and long wooden stake With her claws she joyously and viciously did rake as I cried , stop, stop please for Heaven's sake No words against her hatred could ever prevail as she sought to banish me directly into hell No pleas could penetrate her intensely wicked hate trying to save her soul I found myself just too late After she came down and the drugs oozed away she begged and pleaded with loving words to say Sorry darling and I love you with all my heart yet could not truly repair my soul she broke apart The years went crashing by and two babies we lost as her drug addiction had such a horribly high cost I loved her still and tried my best to clean her up As she returned time and again to that vicious cup Finally wisdom came blasting and stabbing me let her go and we both would finally be free I fought it ever so stubbornly for another five years denying the brutal truth and eating my own tears A judgment day finally came and I had no choice part ways and pray that we could both rejoice! As I look back at those many decades long past I see the bitter lessons that fate did my way cast It is not to be when only one tries to hold onto loving life not if the other clings to pain, hatred and continued strife I let her go to the path she absolutely refused to give up Alas, now we both drink from that insanely wicked and bitter cup! Robert L. Real life experience from my past and inspired by words presented here by a poet that I read only this morning!

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Date: 5/1/2014 5:11:00 PM
Thanks. The saddest part was she did drugs during both pregnancies and we had a son and then next time a daughter born dead. I forgave her twice and finally tried to stop her drug use by force, I locked her in the house to keep her away from drugs that Friday. It lasted one day and then she went crazy on me, tried to stab me. That was the last straw for me. I divorced her and went on with my life but even then I still loved her. Took me thirty years more to put that into place..
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Date: 5/1/2014 11:58:00 AM
A poweful write Robert....Sometimes they only listen to the drugs....you made a valiant effort
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