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2001-11-23 16:20:41 (UTC)

My best friend ; with my heart i miss

Sweating, Crying, Tears

On the pages of my mind,
There are things I often find,
Memories of things gone by,
And of all the tears I've cried.
I hope this all goes soon away,
I'd like to just go on my way,
Without the people calling,
Condemning me for falling.
I confess my sins to the only one,
who bought me by blood of his son.
I realize I'm fully clean, but still,
There is still an emptiness to fill.
It's hard to look you in the eye,
Day by day, one great big sigh,
Finished off in the evening with prayer,
Too bad you won't forgive my ere.
One drop, two, three now four.
My tears roll down, and splash the floor,
with unknown meaning to a stranger,
My best friend was born in a manger.
Enemies, who once were friends,
Relationships meet a bitter end.
I had no time to give defence,
how could I have been so dense?
To realize my words condemn,
for good or bad, it’s between me and her,
I regret all the words I've said,
why can't you get that through your head?

This poem is dedicated to my best friend Shannon peddle
which I lost by not being thankful for all the things she has done
for me over the years and if i had 1 wish it would be for her to
forgive me because i I’m truly sorry for the pain i caused
her.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i'm so sorry!.

Sincerely yours;
chris dezell