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Broken Heart
Anger burned like molten lead
At times I wished that I were dead
Tears. They fall from stinging eyes
My first real taste of true love dies
I see him standing in the hall
His new girl leaning on the wall
I hide my face, my thoughts, in black
Yet how I wish that he'd come back
Emotions numb, my wrists are red
And nightmares chase me in my bed
The pain, I know, will go away
But not tommorrow, not today
Time can heal a lover's heart
Mending what was torn apart
But it takes days and months and years
Hours of stinging, burning tears
Death is not what I had sought
It would not heal like I had thought
Only Time and Life and Love
And a little help from up above
I will Live, I will survive
I am so glad now that I'm alive
Life will have these ups and downs
Hope saves what depression drowns
Heather Auer
I just like this poem. Its the truth! |
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| hey people sorry I haven't been on for a while. I went to Canada and New York. I saw Niagara Falls too. I was beautiful. I loved it. Well Talk to ya later. |
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| The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won.
The pastor was so
pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it
won again.
The local paper read: PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.
The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered
the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.
The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S
ASS.
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid
of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby
convent.
The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline
the next day: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.
The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid
of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.
The next day the pap er read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.
This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back
the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.
The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND
FREE.
The bishop was buried the next day....
Morale of the story is .... being concerned about public opinion can
bring you much grief and misery ... and even shorten your life. So be
yourself and enjoy life ..... you'll be a lot happier and live longer. |
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