One day fadin into another

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    One day fadin into another

     if i could make it rain today
    & wash away this evil day down the gutter- i would
    just 2 get a change of pace
    things in the world are gettin worse- but i feel better
    n thats all that really matters 2 me
    "my mom - hit the upper atmosphere
    caught herself a rocket ride out of this gutter life
    n shes never comin back
    n anytime it rains- she feels so much better
    can u see her
    if u can thats all that matters 2 me"
    ive waited so long 4 something-anything to change me
    fuck- its been so long
    anytime it rains- i hope she feels better
    all the while -im so alone n afraid
    i guess i never mattered 2 her- maybe its why i dont matter 2 me
    "there has 2 b a change- im sure
    everyday is just a day fadin into another
    n this cant b whT LIFE IS 4
    all that matters to me- is that u feel my pain
    Mom someday my flowers will bloom -w/out ur rain
    i beg- that u feel my pain

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    redbloodink commented on One day fadin into another

    03-20-2010

    this write could be to my mother..... this was so emotional and powerful a felt a tear well up as I want to go to my mom and ask her to just love me aside how I dress ...... tough comment as tears want to stream off my face............. missing my other parent April... who was my biological father before hand.... now she's dead and I just want my mother to say I love you for you and your my child no matter what..... red
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    Chaos128 commented on One day fadin into another

    09-30-2009

    Sharp thoughts, L. Let me just say this: If you see an obstacle blocking your path, don't stand there and cuss at it, walk around it and leave it (way) behind. Your skill at composition is edgy and legit, anybody that disputes it is full of... well, let's just leave it at that ha ha.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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