I was born the first child of a woman little more than a child herself. My mother was not in the adult life long before I came to be. My becoming wa ..
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My solitude leads me to irritation. Plain and simple, Everything you do anymore leaves me angry.
I wish this were not so.
I wish everything were the way it was before, When I had no cares and you had no worries Back when everything was new and sweet And ignorant.
The pain is almost more than one can bear these days. And yet...
I cannot leave you. Not like this. I refuse to give this up. I refuse... To let this die along with all my other failures, To just let it fall with my shortcomings...
No. Not today. Not tomorrow, Or the day after, Or the day following that...
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11/28/2009 3:07:54 AM. #.34# You Are Here:
A Moment of Weakness by Amanda Saveley