yesbelg 57M
34 posts
3/12/2005 4:57 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm


When I see you
looking at me
knowing it's me
that is looking back

Morning after morning
I just wonder
where is my youth
where is my love

even sometimes
a thought emerges in me
standing in front of the mirror
'what am I doing here'

Then I take the sharp razorblade
and for a moment
there is that thought

Then a soft cry is heard
through the closed door and walls
very quiet, yet very clear

And all those toughts vanish
replaced by that single happy one
that's why we are alive
to help and let our children grow

and the day starts with a smile, again

GoddessOfTheDawn 106F
11240 posts
4/8/2005 6:50 am

We all have days, times, moments like that ... and let them pass to find better ones

~ hugz ~

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