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Last night , I start a fight, Which I wont win Because of my scenes Do I love or , Is It just a feeling Of well being Sent from a star, My heart want Something to big To look for, to hunt That my mind cant feed I think maybe , I’ll should leave , Set my heart free , Like falling leave, Why fighting with my friend, If I know that I’ll lose at the end, So one question remains , What to do then? Over all the mistake , I did in my life, Maybe I should take , My tears and sink, In the ocean of forgiveness, And take God as best friend , My tears as a bless , And my pain to an end, I never think about , The real meaning pain, Now I know it’s the amount, Of tears that rain, My life is hell, Which I choose to live in, Can she ring the bell , And make me believe in, Why do I exist? Can my parent tells, Or am I the beast , Who’s killing myself?

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Date: 7/5/2011 10:43:00 AM
What a way to start my week, reading the words that are flowing from your soul. May you find the inspiration each day to continue writing and sharing your wonderful poetry with us Duval. Love, Carol
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