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| | From:  _Minxy_Mum_ (Original Message) | Sent: 6/14/2008 12:52 AM |
Don't tell me that you understand
Don't tell me that you know,
Don't tell me that I will survive
Or how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me that this is just a test
That I am truly blessed
That I am chosen for this task
Apart from all the rest.
Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.
Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bounds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer
And don't tell me how to cry!
My life is filled with selfishness,
My pain is all I see,
But, I need you now,
I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, "My friend, I care."
By Joanetta Hendel
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lovely and very tense .. Minxymum, if this is related to something you are going through right now ... Wiser folk than me have said time heals ... but even now along way down the line, I'm not sure ..maybe you just get used it . Sorry don't want to pry .  |
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| TY your not prying silver hun For me I have to get used too but maybe time does heal for others |
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