by Unknown
Jun 2010 336 Views 4 comments
Thoughts
Our heart is like a river,that is fed by the rain. But as it starts to dry up,you know you can feel the pain. So many times it thunders and the lightning flashes bright. You lay in bed all alone and it's that way every night. We pray to God with loving thoughts,to make it pour again. So the warmth of love will flow once more and your mind won't have to pretend!!
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Posted: Jun 2010
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Wanting love to come back to you.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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