Dry MAG

August 7, 2009
By Isabelle GOLD, Kamuela, Hawaii
Isabelle GOLD, Kamuela, Hawaii
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So I couldn't find
The bottles that ran dry
I couldn't find
A happy diary or
Our family
But what I found was
The strength to remember
What you did, and to me
What you did left me empty
'Cause, Mother, I am crying, and Mother
You were lying when you promised
We have each other, we have
Family. But all I find is
Emptiness, like the bottles
That now are mine



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Isabelle GOLD said...
on Apr. 29 2010 at 8:01 pm
Isabelle GOLD, Kamuela, Hawaii
13 articles 1 photo 1 comment
it is sad.. but thank you

on Apr. 28 2010 at 10:22 am
effortlesslove BRONZE, Westminster, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"A friend is someone who can sing the song in your heart when you have forgotten the words"i

Very good written piece its very sad, and true at the same time.


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