Life

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    I wrote this poem cause the man of my dreams wined me, dined me, asked me to marry him and then just one day decided that I wasn't what he wanted.

    Life

    So many thoughts running thru my head
    I don't know where they start or where they end
    Life is full of heartache and pain
    That it makes you wonder why you were even made
    I try to deal with all this heartache and pain
    But I feel as I am going insane
    No matter what you do or how hard you try
    Life makes you hide alone in the corner to cry
    Guess that's why people have fairytale dreams
    To take them away from life as it seems
    Dreams are never meant to come true
    After all they are just dreams no matter what you do

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    gogant commented on Life

    11-24-2009

    Boy, what a rascal this guy was. I hope things got patched up, or you found someone who is even better than he is..................g

    Kenneth9516 commented on Life

    10-09-2009

    I would like to thank you for the hard work put into this powerful work. I believe that life should be a celebration. God is teaching us a great deal about how to enjoy life. Enjoyment of life is not based on enjoyable circumstances. It is an attitude of the heart, a decision to enjoy everything because everything-even little, seemingly insignificant things-have a part in the overall "big picture" of life. Never stop dreaming, they are your gateway to the future. Great job!

    Singcanary commented on Life

    09-15-2009

    dreams can come true...find someone else who WILL adore who you are... and fulfill the needs you deserve. I like this poem...it is heartfelt, painful but so real. We all share bad times in our lives...god has been my saving grace...well said and written.

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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