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Time of My Life: Why Women Cry
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Time of My Life. Thursday, January 1, 2009. A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying? Because I'm a woman," she told him. I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will. Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry for no reason? All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. God said, "When I made the woman she had to be special. You see my son," said Go...
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Time of My Life: January 2009
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Time of My Life. Sunday, January 25, 2009. It's like a book, broken pages mixed together,. The crazy memories scattered around. What about that night we spent. Trying to put together the pieces of life? All the intellectual conversations. Like little Stars, but it wasn't so simple,. It got confusing and impossible to understand. Words weren't just words,. They were incredible thoughts. After a while, the days turned to rain,. And then one day,it all disappeared into the moon. It's called our souls. To ce...
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Time of My Life: December 2008
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Time of My Life. Wednesday, December 31, 2008. It is only a tiny rosebud. A flower of God's design;. But I cannot unfold the petals. With these clumsy hands of mine. The secret of unfolding flowers. Is not known to such as I. The flower God opens so gently. In my hands would fade and die. If I cannot unfold a rosebud,. This flower of God's design,. How can I have wisdom. To unfold this life of mine? So I'll trust in Him for His leading. Each moment of every day,. And I'll look to Him for His guidance.
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Time of My Life: Dear Friend...
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Time of My Life. Tuesday, December 30, 2008. My Friend when I think of you. I think of all that we've been through. All the times we argue and fight,. I know deep inside that it isn't right. I, then feel bad and alot of pain. It feels like I've fallen from the sky like the rain. I love you dear friend with all of my heart. But now that you're gone I've fallen apart. I'm getting better as the days go by. I wish sometimes this was all a big lie. My dear friend, I miss you alot. June 23, 2009 at 3:30 AM.
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Time of My Life: The Rose
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Time of My Life. Wednesday, December 31, 2008. It is only a tiny rosebud. A flower of God's design;. But I cannot unfold the petals. With these clumsy hands of mine. The secret of unfolding flowers. Is not known to such as I. The flower God opens so gently. In my hands would fade and die. If I cannot unfold a rosebud,. This flower of God's design,. How can I have wisdom. To unfold this life of mine? So I'll trust in Him for His leading. Each moment of every day,. And I'll look to Him for His guidance.
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Time of My Life: What I do not see....
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Time of My Life. Sunday, January 25, 2009. What I do not see. Everyone tells me to smile. And that I've such a beautiful heart. But I think that it's a broken. And totally useless part. How can I be so easily cast away. When so many say I'm wonderful? They say someone would be lucky to have me. Then why give me pain unimaginable? I've tried to figure this all out. And try to figure how hearts work. Because mine seems like a divining rod. And can locate any hidden jerk. Every night, I write of my pain.
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Time of My Life: Broken Pieces
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Time of My Life. Sunday, January 25, 2009. It's like a book, broken pages mixed together,. The crazy memories scattered around. What about that night we spent. Trying to put together the pieces of life? All the intellectual conversations. Like little Stars, but it wasn't so simple,. It got confusing and impossible to understand. Words weren't just words,. They were incredible thoughts. After a while, the days turned to rain,. And then one day,it all disappeared into the moon. It's called our souls.
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Time of My Life: What Do They Know...
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Time of My Life. Saturday, January 17, 2009. What Do They Know. I face the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside. They see only happiness, they cant see the tears I've cried. When I am alone I hurt, because here I do it well. In front of all the watchful eyes my heaven turns to hell. The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say. In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day. Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or wrong? If only I could play tough it wouldn't be so bad.
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Time of My Life: Seek Not My Heart
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Time of My Life. Saturday, January 17, 2009. Seek Not My Heart. Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,. Do not you hear my heartfelt cries? Below the branches, here about,. Do not you sense my fear and doubt? Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,. Do not you hear my woeful screams? Upon the meadows, touched with dew,. Do not you see my hearts a'skew? Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,. Do not you feel my jagged scars? Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,. It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,.
