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    Oh God I have to ask you
    Because I thought that we were friends
    What the hell it is your thinking
    Are you collecting for my sins

    You’ve brought near by an angel
    The prettiest I’ve ever seen
    Just far enough away from me
    That I think Your being mean

    Each step I take towards heaven
    With all the baggage that I bring
    It takes a step away from me
    Like a carrot on a string

    What is it that you want from me
    That merits all this pain
    It’s harder every day I live
    My heart has shown no gain

    What the hell is it your thinking
    To keep her from my reach
    What lesson is there in this
    What is it that you teach?

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    HarverTomsson commented on ?

    06-12-2009

    So Slim, have you stopped to imagine that maybe God wanted her to be with you, but she exercised her free will and said, "NO." At least, "Not yet?" Do you really think the way the world is heading, God has been getting His way all the time? Ease up. Good things happen when we aren't obsessed.
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    Sopradiction commented on ?

    05-10-2009

    heh--very nice poem friend--i feel your frustration(through the poem that is :) ) i think you should name it carrot on a string... however--very nice write
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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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