Troubled soul
By PipMic
Sun, 12 Sep 2010
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11 comments
The seconds tick,
the minutes pass,
the days drag,
the months linger.
I cannot wait,
for the moment
to arrive,
when normality
returns and
our lives are
revived.
I can not
go on.
The waiting
is endless,
the recovery
is slow and
patience is
thinning.
I must survive
this constant
despair,
my heavy heart,
dull ache,
negative thoughts,
our unlucky
break.
My mind
Is in turmoil,
I cannot think
straight.
My thoughts
waver from
moments of love
To those of hate.
God give me
patience so
I can find
the truth
save my sanity
and ease
my troubled
soul.
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I really like this pipmic
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I really like this pipmic
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it does work I think -
Permalink Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on
it does work I think - quietly desperate and resigned is how it reads to me. I hope someone else comes along to comment - people are normally very generous on abc. Sorry I can't be of more help : )
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definitely an edgy piece and
Permalink Submitted by darkenwolf on
definitely an edgy piece and another good one you get the feelings across very well.
;)
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Its always brilliant to get
Permalink Submitted by darkenwolf on
Its always brilliant to get cherries but there are loads of stories posted all the time and the vast majority are worthy of cherries but they can't all get one. Don't beat yourself up about it; there's nothing wrong with your work and i'm sure the cherries will come.
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