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It’s all about her…
Contributed by
Elite
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Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 09:12:20 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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What do people start to do when they become confused?
Over the problem do they muse?
Does it ever benefit your soul to continually meditate,
On problems that burden you with their weight?
The answer doesnt seem simple
But its either you love her or you dont
Either youll end up going out with her or simply you wont
You want to walk up to her, to laugh and to, finally, hug
But then life would have to be fair and on your heart it wouldnt tug
You cant get her out of your head
You cant forget the last words that her heart said
She lives, breathes, sleeps and loves but not for you
Youre nothing more than air, just the fading morning dew
I know you thought itd work. Mistakes happen. Its just part of life
But this love is not going to come down and pick you out of strife.
You wish you could change certain parts of the past
You wish youd read the full script before auditioning for the cast
All things are not set in stone and you can still make it right
Love can still be kind and you can still get back in her sight
Maybe false hope is better than none
It soothes the part of your heart that was stung
Once you realise youve nothing at all
Then you will be starting to believe God can give you it all!
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Elite
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2006-06-01 09:12:20]
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Re: It’s all about her…
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by EddieDean on
Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 08:10:06 PM AEST
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Wow, thats what going on in my life right now. I pushed her out of my life and Im trying so very hard to bring her back. But, its an uphill battle and I'm afraid that I cannot win. Since she left my life, I haven't smiled, really smiled. Life is hard right now. Thank you for writing this, thank you.
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