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As I look up


I have cried And feel Like I've just died I don't know whyyyyyy. I hurt so bad I get so mad When the pain Hits me hard It feels like acid rain As being stab by shard As I look up I cry I stare at the stars Because they know Where you are I cry so baddd I fall on my knees And dropp and bow Oh wow I only want to be forgiven now As I walk I fall onto the ground I hurt so bad Your there to make things turn around I hurt inside It feels like I've died My pain On whyyyy It feels like I've being hit with acid rain This sorrow It can't be borrowed As I cry I look up And watch my tears fall All my pain It starts to rain The rain hurt so bad It feels like acid rain Why oh why Did I ever make you cry How now I wish I just died This pain is too much But you give me hope and strength To endure it all I fall But I know you wil be my all My friend Until the end I wish I could be saved Oh please Oh please please please Please save me oh my angel My hero I know that I've hurt you so much I can't be enough I've fallen Down so bad I can't be found I wish My only regret Was hurting you And now I feel like All I can do Is leave you But I don't want to leave you Oh why Why why why did I ever hurt you And how I look up to you As I look up I ask As I bow And ask If you may If you could If I could ever be forgiven For what I've done now.....
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pambrosy

I am a former foster youth and avid artist gifted in music, choir, art, painting, martial arts, and poetry. I enjoy reading and writing fine literature as well as composing or playing classic pieces on the piano. To give and to learn but more importantly to express this is what is know as art when a soul is given a chance to shine let it be known that this kindled spirit express best in emotions. To express boldly and freely this is my interpretation of poetry.

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