Tag: heartache
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October 11, 2008 12:20 PM EDT --
I can not talk to my husband, it is getting really bad. When it comes to money, we fight.
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November 06, 2007 09:17 PM EST --
Parting is such sweet sorrow
Yet in the morrow
I’ll be there.
Na matter how long
I’ll remain strong
Your soul needs to be free
Such as me . . .
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April 03, 2008 02:23 PM EDT --
Before I type this poem I wrote in September 1998 to share with you, I must tell you it is taking a lot of courage for me to do this. It was published in a book of poetry in 2001 and I can count . . .
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July 16, 2008 12:21 PM EDT --
(( Village by Moonlight - Abraham Pether ))
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October 28, 2008 03:30 PM EDT --
You are the Poetry
I walk alone in this world
Cant see the forest for the trees
I search for one lone soul
To share my hopes and dreams
Sometimes I stare into the sky
And wish upon a . . .
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October 29, 2008 08:50 PM EDT --
Some serious charges. I can not discuss, though I would love to. I am going to see him behind bars for the first time tonight. Lots of stress here, doing my best to cope with it. I feellike I am . . .
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November 12, 2008 03:40 PM EST --
It is always over the same thing.........money. We have cut back in alot of ways to save. We now have cable, phone, and internet in one. We keep the thermostat down. But his darn truck is always . . .
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January 27, 2009 03:30 AM EST --
They left for an hour to go to the Dollar Store. When they returned, there door had been kicked in! All kinds of stuff stloen ,plus money. I just can't beleive this crap. This is the second . . .
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October 07, 2006 08:18 PM EDT --
YOU DON'T KNOW
You think you know me
But you don't
You know what you see
What you see is not me
Do you see the stares
Do you feel the glares
Do you hear the jeers
Do you . . .
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July 01, 2007 12:55 PM EDT --
I came across your picture today,
and in an instant, you washed over me.
All of the feelings that I thought were gone
came rushing back in a tidal wave of emotion,
and I'm drowning...I can't . . .
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July 25, 2007 09:44 AM EDT --
For all of those that have been curious about what I’ve been up to…here goes.
Right before 4th of July I failed one of my nursing classes,,,,,,boo hoo. I was very upset at the time but not . . .
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September 06, 2007 04:03 AM EDT --
(a work of fiction)
You said we were forever
You said our love would last
You said you didn't care
What went on in the past.
You told me you loved me
And would never let me go
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September 20, 2007 01:44 PM EDT --
A work of Fiction
Breaking Up
by
Heather L. Campbell
May 3, 2002
The day winds down with a sunset sky,
I turn to you, as you softly cry.
My arms are here to hold you, I say... . . .
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September 27, 2007 08:49 AM EDT --
this is a poem I wrote a long time ago...
Heartache
the pain of heartache
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November 06, 2007 09:26 PM EST --
The pain always crushing against temporal walls,
Years wasted on remedies.
Time lost in a dark closet
Tears can not relieve the pressure.
A hardy oak . . .
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November 25, 2007 03:48 PM EST --
So the first time I ever met Matt, he bought me a box of assorted chocolates from a chocolatier in Philadelphia called Naked Chocolate (contact info below). As I ate the chocolate with him over . . .
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November 18, 2009 08:21 PM EST --
Here's my rendition of "It's A Heartache."
http://www.singsnap.com/snap/r/bfdced91
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July 16, 2007 10:53 PM EDT --
I've noticed you no longer notice
The girls that saunter by,
Are you being more respectful
Or do you understand why.
I long to kiss that lonely freckle,
The one behind your ear,
That to . . .
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July 20, 2007 11:47 PM EDT --
My heart is breaking
From one simple word,
"I don't want you or need you"
Is the phrase that I heard.
That's not what you uttered,
That's not what you said,
What I heard - rejection . . .
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July 31, 2007 01:26 AM EDT --
Love beacons me to the window,
Love beacons me to the phone.
I dial up and never get him
I spend the evening alone.
Love beacons me to retire
Alone I climb the stairs to bed
I sink my head . . .
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