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Why Am I

Contributed by packatack on Tuesday, 8th November 2005 @ 03:56:24 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



As I wander in my thoughts of why my love broke my heart,
I am lost and confused of which world to relate to,
Christian life or the sinners way,
I just don't know which path to live the ways,
Too much heartache or little love from closest loved ones,
I must find a way out of my life's lostness,
Every plan I proceed would end up being a failure I regret,
And now I begin to think where did all this started and when,
Looking for memories of childhood till today,
Pieces of this and that are opening my eyes that were blinded heavily,
I keep on wandering in my life's strifes and griefs and want to find more of why am I like this,
Ever since I can remember I enjoyed being a rebel to everyone that loved me,
It gave me pleasure, happiness, power that I love to control,
Through out the day I plan how, when, where and what to do,
Of things to do to accomplish selfish satisfaction,
And at night when I rest my physical body I smile and grin while I dream again for next days ambition,
While my lonely soul cries for The Heavenly Master,




Copyright © packatack ... [ 2005-11-08 03:56:24]
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Re: Why Am I (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 7th December 2005 @ 11:46:47 AM AEST
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I don't do religion but am totally into God.
We're all sinners and if anyone tells u differnt don't listen.
keep the faith and stay real, jus be who ur, that's all any of us can do.
A masterpeice.
huggs,
emy




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