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Comment by darkness clown on September 21, 2013 at 11:48am

             I Miss You

I think about you all the time,
And everyday it hurts to cry.
So much has happened in my life,
I'm not sure how hard to try.

Tears are falling constantly,
My heart hurts everyday.
I think about your beautiful smile,
That I pray I see again someday.

The sweet smell of your perfume,
Has slowly faded away.
But all your helpful teachings,
Are always here to stay.

I can't express how much you taught me,
So much I can't explain.
All the times I can remember,
Never once heard you complain.

So many hearts were broken,
The day God called you home.
It seems as though each one of us,
Were left to survive alone.

I know there was a reason,
That you had to leave.
To keep us in your watchful eyes,
So now in God I really do believe.

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on May 14, 2009 at 12:58pm

I help those who have lost their way and guide them back to the path they were on. I am but a stepping stone, a passing moment in one’s life, my destiny is to help others and then lose them in the end. Don’t shed a tear for me for it is a joy to help others, and it is the greatest feeling when we connect for even just a moment. You may think of me often and keep my memory alive. Thank you for your gift to me I will cherish it all my life.

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on May 14, 2009 at 10:01am

People come and people go, its the ones that you connect with that means so much. But when the time comes you have to let them go, to stay friends with them is the greatest feeling of all, but to leave the connection to let them find their way is the hardest of emotions to deal with, but the safeast way. Stay true to your freinds and all ways let them know they have your ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on, or a kind word to lift them up. Thats what freindship is truely about. So to say a few more words of freinds, feelings and connections; all these things are hard to come by and they should be treated with the kindest of gloves and charished like the treasure they are.

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on May 9, 2009 at 11:59am

Flowers blom and petals grow, they bring to life a beutifull glow, their fragrance swept up by the wind. winter comes and crushes life. spring starts the cycle over, and the healing begins.

Comment by Bree on January 13, 2009 at 8:31pm

Thanks for the invite
Blessings:)