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I can't take it.

when i realized i would never feel your touch again, my heart refused to beat a single beat more... until you had been restored to me...

This is the shorter verse of "the Door" I personaly prefer this style to the original I used for this 'write'.

Living in Iraq could be considerd my worst thing I have ever done for my family. Yet I use the money to make my family Happy.

This poem goes out to the two loves of my life. For I shall be there for them.

Sometimes loneliness can eat you alive.  I know because that's what happened to me.  Here is a poem that I think reflects not only me, but for everyone as well.  I think in each of us, there's a sort of loneliness that's always waiting to be experienced.  Loneliness is a whisper we strain to hear.  We try to understand what it's trying to say.  Once we do, sometimes you feel as if you're the only one heard it and others didn't.  They didn't hear the whisper loneliness tries to communicate.  All you can feel is to feel alone.