Treasure Island

Amanda Wilson



In my life I have struggled and fought. for any thing I wanted. there are times when I want to guess give in. let the world have there way and guess disappear in to the darkness. when I am all most gone. I here your voice calling me and it polls me from the darkness. and every time I here your voice it keeps me going. it gives me the power to press on. I miss it when you are not here to hold me and tell me I am going to be ok. and what I miss most is when I looked in to your eye and I knew I am going to be ok. but sense you been goes I have not given up.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 04, 2008
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  • Krista Churchill (11/4/2008 7:36:00 PM)

    Beautiful wording thank you for sharing

    When you get some time can you please read my poem called: A DREAM thank you so much and god bless! ! ! (Report) Reply

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