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At times I feel like my life is complicated, like God has allowed more grief and suffering to come my way than He should have. But in my heart, I know I should be thankful that I have access to opportunities that others will never even dream of having, that I should be glad I even have loved ones, even if they are taken away from me.

I have had painful things happen to me, and I know what sorrow feels like, but there are always those who have been hurt deeper than me. To them I can only offer my prayers, and my sympathy.

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adreanna
i love it it relly describes the way i feel 4 my sisiter whois dealing with alot
Ashlee
This is very poignant and sad, and true. Thank you for sharing it, I love it.
AUNTIE
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taquira
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Their Pain

I can only imagine
What it's like to sacrifice
How it feels to do without
What it takes to pay the price
To offer all I have
Unto others with a need
I can only imagine
For myself, I live in greed

I can only imagine
What it's like to be alone
How it feels to be rejected
How to get by on my own
To never share a secret
To feel empty deep inside
I can only imagine
For myself, I live in pride

I can only imagine
What it's like to be abused
How it feels to lie awake
Feeling angry, tired and bruised
To have no friend to turn to
Filled with rage I can't release
I can only imagine
For myself, I live in peace

I can only imagine
What it's like to know such pain
How it feels to wake each morning
With a past I can't explain
To live a constant nightmare
That no else can parallel
I can only imagine
But for them, they live in Hell


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Grace
Quite striking i must admit,being a poet the Author has actually captured the reader by giving exactly what touches the heart. In life we all go through ups and downs in our own way. Its interesting on how this poem has such weight on how memories are, very outstanding. I like it.
Jasmine
Your poem is amazing. After reading it I had to stop and think about what it was saying. The poem really touched me and I just wanted to congradulate you on writing a poem that was meaningful. Great job and keep writing.
amy
It was a very beautiful poem. There is so much truth in it, so many people believe that others have it better, when really sometimes they don't. I believe your poem will open people's eyes a little more.
grace
I really like your poem it just tells you how precious life is. excellent!
rachel
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Stephani
This poem was great. I had to read it twice! I too right poems and books and I hope you keep it up. Great job ;)
gopa
This poem makes me thank my god once more,makes me feel lucky once more,thati have received so much. Whenever i feel frustrated with my life and myself this poem will bring me back to faith. thank you.
STAR
I LOVE IT GURL KEEP DOING YOUR THING MAD LOVE FROM STAR JONES
Zitivia
this is a very sad poem it really touched me and i hope it will touch you to.
pinky
I have experienced a lot of pain in my life and I can relate experiencing pain in the past and the pain that may come along the way in this life journey.
jade
i think its great. cant b better
Chris
I love this author!
Tchanavia
like they say imagineing is one thing but you have to do it to feel it. but i realy like this poem keep up the goog work
Nathen
it felt like my life in that poem
krissy
This was an inspirational poem to me
Remesha
This poem is nothing short of excellent. It is beautifully written. GREAT JOB!
genesis
wow that was great and yes i have my problems and yes i wake up every morning in hell my familyis broken i have nothing left but your poem really touched me your a good writer and will make it some where in life bye you can e-mail me anytime.
kellie
Iloved your poem, it touched me because i am one of those other people so thank you. it means alot. you are a very talented writer. i hope you continue to write.
Kagome
I really liked your poem. I can tell you put alot of feeling into it! Out of all of the poems I have read I think you put the most work into it. I hope you will write more poems with that much feeling in to them.
Nikki
Dude that poem is awsome. It tells it like it is and I love that.
Rachel
wow. this poem is everything that i hav been tryin 2 say. it says that pain is allowed but ther must b awareness of those in deeper need. this touched me. it is beautifully written with obvious feeling behind the writing! thank you :)
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