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What We Said...
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Depression "What We Said..." 5 - 13 - 03
I know we say
We never would
I know we say
We never could
I know we say
We have our friends
I know we say
They help the mend
But what we think
The possibilities
The "do's", the "don'ts"
It's inevitably
Going to fail
Fall short and die
This hope is frail
And it's going dry...
This poem spoke to me with a sorrowful voice of it's own. The words were etched into me with every emotion pouring into my eyes until it drained into my soul. I couldn't help, but understand the need for love and your constant demand. Yet, I also agree with your final plea for the love to be given before the steam of it dries and inside you die.