It’s the way you use to hold me
Through the nights i use to cry
I’d get down on my knees and always use to plea
How could you leave that way?
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Despite the misery you've written about so eloquently, I'm glad you're alive. Cheers, Jerry
Thanks Jerry for your kind comment, Although a few of my personal poems are about me, I have not submitted them on the internet as they are personal. This poem is about a dear friend of mine that has been through alot. For some reason my personal life has been woundeful, truely blessed but for some reason or another I can't write nice happy poems, they normally don't work out, except the one's I have wrote about my partner. So the poems I submite on the internet are generally about friends, or family, or about what I believe some people go through, something for people to read so they know someone out their knows their not alone. Cheers