Wondering Why I am Here

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    Wondering Why I am Here
    I wonder every day why i am here, there doesn't seem to be any purpose for my existence in this world. I sit in a room full of people, yet i feel so small an alone. No one hears my words or sees me, it's as if i am here all alone. Its as if he doesn't want me anymore. He hears everyone but me, why does he not hear me? I love him with all my heart, yet i don't seem to matter to him now. I am just alone an hurting so much, missing him even though he is here beside me yet so far away.

     
    June 20 th 2009

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    gogant commented on Wondering Why I am Here

    08-19-2009

    Hi, TwistedAngel, you have a gift, an art...this piece is a work of art. If you get a chance, read my poem, Sadness, Go Away. You might relate it to your heart sounds in this one of yours. gogant
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    TwistedAngel

    08/19/2009

    Ty hun, am glad you like the poem, is just how i feel some most days....I posted a couple new ones tonight....And will be posting more over the next several days....

    TwistedAngel

    08/19/2009

    Ty hun, am glad you like the poem, is just how i feel some most days....I posted a couple new ones tonight....And will be posting more over the next several days....Anna

    TwistedAngel

    08/19/2009

    Ty hun, am glad you like the poem, is just how i feel some most days....I posted a couple new ones tonight....And will be posting more over the next several days....Anna

    cmlestrade commented on Wondering Why I am Here

    08-15-2009

    I know he hears you. You have a beautiful gift that you share so willingly . This was also top notch.
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    TwistedAngel

    08/17/2009

    TY hun....I hope you are right, i do hope he hears me before its to late for us....

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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