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A Mother's Choice
Contributed by
EmeraldSky
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Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 12:51:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Who is this person I see. She's looking back at me with love in her
eyes. Who is this person sitting right next to me. She's wondering why
we have to say our goodbyes. A word we never thought would have been
our demise. Is now what we have to realize, because of the mistakes
I've made. I'll have to understand that we both have been betrayed.
But no matter how hard this may seem for us to get pass. This
horribale storm has to surpass. Many people were skeptic about the
choices i've made. To have my little girl live in a world that is
shown as a masquerade. This choice I've made will not effect the path
I've paved. For my little girl will see the truth of how I struggle.
And maybe her life won't be to much for her to juggle. Although I want
her to live a great life. I don't want her to have to live her life in
strife. So as her mother I'll do what I feel is right. That means even
though it may seem like the wrong thing for me to do. I know that in
the end her future is so very bright and the cloud that hangs over her
head at night. Will become a new day of light.
Copyright ©
EmeraldSky
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2006-08-10 12:51:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A Mother's Choice
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Thursday, 10th August 2006 @ 03:04:39 PM AEST (User
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Very sad but one can see the luv.
huggs,
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Re: A Mother's Choice
(User Rating: 1 ) by Alina on
Monday, 14th August 2006 @ 08:14:30 PM AEST (User
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Im sorry buT I completey disagree with this poem. I have many friends who'se parents were addicts and they are not even close as to the way you portrayed them in this poem. I see it entirely different.
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