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Bricks
Contributed by
kewter
on
Wednesday, 2nd March 2005 @ 07:39:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
FamilyPoems
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One, Two, Three, Four
I count the worries you place on my chest
They weigh me down
They are bricks
They crush me into sand
I disappear
Everyday their numbers are increasing
The bricks get heavier
They make me weak
I used to be so strong
Take a shot at me now
I will fall
It is getting worse
Everytime I see you
You keep placing the bricks
You keep giving me burdens
I cant shake them off
They crush me
I know I must love you
But I can't like you
The worries are too much
For my heart to bear
Untill another day
kiss this daughter goodbye
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kewter
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2005-03-02 19:39:51]
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Re: Bricks
(User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on
Wednesday, 2nd March 2005 @ 08:12:40 PM AEST
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so sad but well said. i call it a masterpeice as we all have pressures. they may different but they all hurt.
Jus take um off one at a time and thrn build some thing with them
hang tuff my friend as joy cometh in the morning.
hugg, prayer, faith, hope, joy, peace,
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