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Cheric
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Okay girls, i've got another one for you...
The Pain Is So Much To Take Tonight
The moonlight bathes my heart in fear,
of never looking in your eyes again.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
The hurt burns deep inside my soul,
And all I have come to realize.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
I scream to the Heaven’s above,
for someone to hear my sorrow.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
I’m foolish forever believing,
That you will forgive my wrong.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
So scared I am to think,
That you are never coming back.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
All I can know is that I,
Will always love you.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
And so I look to the sky,
Praying with all my soul.
The pain is so much to take tonight.
Hope you like!!!
ALL MA L.O.V.E
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Feb/25/2006, 1:50 am
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Cheric, that poem is incredible!!! I can FEEL the pain in your words. Very moving. You and Banahungry should both publish a book of your work!!!! 
Thanks for sharing!!!!!!!
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christia
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My friend sent this to me. I thought I'd share with all of you:
A POEM THAT GIVES YOU GOOSEBUMPS
A drunk man in an Oldsmobile
They said had run the light
That caused the six-car pileup
On 109 that night.
When broken bodies lay about
And blood was everywhere,
The sirens screamed out eulogies,
For death was in the air.
A mother, trapped inside her car,
Was heard above the noise;
Her plaintive plea near split the air:
"Oh, God, please spare my boys!"
She fought to loose her pinned hands;
She struggled to get free,
But mangled metal held her fast
In grim captivity.
Her frightened eyes then focused
On where the back seat once had been,
But all she saw was broken glass and
Two children's seats crushed in.
Her twins were nowhere to be seen;
She did not hear them cry
And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
"Oh, God, don't let them die! "
Then firemen came and cut her loose,
But when they searched the back,
They found therein no little boys,
But the seat belts were intact
They thought the woman had gone mad
And was traveling alone,
But when they turned to question her,
They discovered she was gone.
Policemen saw her running wild
And screaming above the noise
In beseeching supplication,
"Please help me find my boys!"
"They're four years old and wear blue shirts;
Their jeans are blue to match.">
One cop spoke up, "They're in my car,
And they don't have a scratch."
"They said their daddy put them there
And gave them each a cone,
Then told them both to wait for Mom
To come and take them home.
I've searched the area high and low,
But I can't find their dad.
He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad."
The mother hugged the twins and said,
While wiping at a tear,
"He could not flee the scene, you see,
For he's been dead a year."
The cop just looked confused and asked,
"Now, how can that be true?"
The boys said, ""Mommy, Daddy came
And left a kiss for you."
He told us not to worry
And that you would be all right,
And then he put us in this car with
The pretty, flashing light.
We wanted him to stay with us,
>Because we miss him so,
But Mommy, he just hugged us tight
And said he had to go.
He said someday we'd understand
And told us not to fuss, "
And he said to tell you, Mommy,
He's watching over us."
The mother knew without a doubt
That what they spoke was true,
For she recalled their dad's last words,
"I will watch over you."
The firemen's notes could not explain
The twisted, mangled car,
And how the three of them escaped
Without a single scar.
But on the cop's report was scribed,
a print so very fine,
"An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109."
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camilla auchterlounie
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your all so talented at writing poetry i carnt write to save my life
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i would be able to write a poem to Eric though
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AngryAngel
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Hi all, I wrote this poem a while ago and posted it on another forum but it got no responses so I thought I'd post it here to see what you thought of it. It's called 'Scars That Never Heal'
She begs him to stop, she begs and she pleads,
but the harder she cries, the harder she bleeds.
She’s wondering why he’s hurting her so,
but her eyes are getting heavier with each stinging blow.
She goes back to the happier times in her life,
tries to ignore the pain that cuts like a knife.
She thinks of her mother and holds out her hand,
but the memories are fading, like footprints in sand.
She remembers when she didn’t have to live in this fear,
she tastes blood in her mouth, the darkness draws near.
“This can’t be the end, I don’t want to die.”
Her spirit is slipping and she starts to cry.
She prays to God to save her tormented soul,
she wants to live, she wants to grow old.
But her prayers go unanswered and she slips away,
she longed for a second chance but it wasn’t today.
Well?
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