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Posted by starrlight on January 7, 2004, at 22:59:00
MISSING THEM
I see them in my minds eye
and in pictures on my wall
I see them as they were
but thats not them now at allWhy are they not here
this I do not know
I did not do anything wrong
For them to have to go
Why was I so trusting
Or am I just a foolHow can someone keep my heart
and act like it's okay
He lied to me and stole my trust
As he had done before in every way
His cold heart has gotten him far
All is well and fine
Never any distractions
From his joyful little lifeThey are my kids
And I love them more
Than he could ever know
Crying is a part of this
that I will never let goTelling them I love them
Each and every day
Doesn't equal holding them
and watching as they preyHe listens to me cry
And beg for him
to change his evil ways
But he looks at me
Turns his head and doesn't hear a word I sayOne day when this cruel world ends
He'll answer for his wrongs
And maybe then
He will say
" I'm sorry I did you wrong"Until that day
I hope and prey
That God from above
Will add some kindness to his heart
And allow him to love
Starr
Posted by neolithic on January 8, 2004, at 7:42:37
In reply to MISSING THEM, posted by starrlight on January 7, 2004, at 22:59:00
"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought."
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