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Go Just Go!...
Contributed by
RussellReinhardt
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Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 11:47:49 AM in AEST
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22:09:2011....
It draws to a bitter end.
I must bid you farewell my old friend.
Thirty very long years.
Some very happy some filled with bitter tears.
Believe me they were good and bad.
Not much of a balance mostly sad.
In the beginning we had so much fun.
But now its over and done.
You promised me adventures.
But mostly I ended up in trenches.
You promised me happiness.
But with you all I've knew is sadness.
Come I'll show you the good life.
Damn 'cause of you I lost wife after wife.
My kids suffer to.
All because of you.
Now I have a chance to leave you behind.
For my family happiness I must find.
So no definitely no!
I don't bid you farewell.
All I have to say is go just go!
RR
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2011-11-02 11:47:49]
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Re: Go Just Go!...
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 04:55:34 PM AEST
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Well, I can certainly relate to the ex wives. My kids father was always gone, never home on holidays and it goes on and on.
Good work.
blessings,
emy
Of course I divorced him but it wasn't the truck that caused the divorce but it was his girlfriends. |
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Re: Go Just Go!...
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by LadyCC on
Monday, 22nd August 2016 @ 10:55:34 AM AEST
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"Never knowing where you will wake,
So much more than just a load at stake.
Will this trip be your "break or make"?
A million diamonds in the velvet sky,
Namibian nights are dark and sly.
The road is narrow, always a struggle to say goodbye!
Never a home to call your own,
Always weary to the bone.
The true worth of your labour never known..."
Love,
XxCCxX
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