Who KnewA Poem by Missing PartWho knew how much pain comes from life, how much blood is spilled from the heart, how much anger comes from with in, how many times the heart can be stabbed but not broken, how many death wishes go through the mind, how much we hurt ourselves to please what can only be pleased and then returned, who knew it would be so hard. © 2010 Missing PartReviews
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Added on March 16, 2010Last Updated on March 16, 2010 AuthorMissing PartLloydminster, CanadaAboutme, meant everything, he is the air I breathe, if he were to die it would be my last breath, as I glance down at my finger, I remember the promise, that has been engraved in my heart, as I look back, .. more..Writing
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