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any pittance
Contributed by
aom
on
Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 10:24:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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nothing here's the same
everyday
I'm still looking for your God
and your demons
they won't even haunt me
don't even want me
since you're gone
since I ran away
I hid away
so you can haunt me
do you still want me?
after all these years
I know you do
I can still taste that kiss
how'd you reach me?
just to close me up
how'd you get in so deep?
I compare them all to you
are you even alive?
you know, I'm dying, baby
and I cry for you
every tear shed
there's always one
with your face embedded
rolls down my lips
I can still taste that kiss
since I ran away
since I hid away
to die
to cry
in vain
the gift of your disease
do you pray for me?
I need your God
Copyright ©
aom
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2004-10-14 22:24:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: any pittance
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 10:40:59 PM AEST (User
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Very touching write.
Hang in there and God luvs u as much as he luvs us all.
luv, huggs, faith, hope, joy, peace,
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Re: any pittance
(User Rating: 1 ) by Gimpie on
Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 11:03:01 PM AEST (User
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very moving. Everything will be okay, have faith. The LORD loves ya. :) good writing. |
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Re: any pittance
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Friday, 10th December 2004 @ 08:11:09 PM AEST (User
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fantastic write. i agree with the other comments. |
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Re: any pittance
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 04:50:30 PM AEST (User
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Sad write. It's too easy to beg for any little thing sometimes. Sad and poignant. Blessings. |
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